Spirit Cloth

Another Kind of Thread

Strings.

The Man spent some time untangling this puppet that made the journey here in a box with a lot of stray stuff. It was a time consuming effort. But now in working order.

It was so appropriate for these times really. As I ended up making a note to myself:

I've worked myself to the edge of the pieced area on one side of Holding Pattern. Working slow and steady, an hour in the morning with coffee, and hour in the evening before sunset. Up to here there are seam lines, blocks of space to help me not only keep track of progress but also provide a frame of reference. I am thinking I will have to continue soon, not knowing where I am.

Grounded

continued from here...

A new space to put down new roots.

Because healing is really a kind of growth, regrowth. I was thinking that.

This is comforting. I think it has transformed into a safer place.

I suppose also, my hands, reaching, then thinking about putting my hands in the earth. That is where the thought grew.

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Hunker Down with Perspective

 

Basted. Just regular old big stitches. No knots, from the thread nest, later to go back to the thread nest.

Just to say OK, let's try this.

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The weather is warmer and now I don't need to worry about the room with the window that is too high to see out. I have a new design wall without edges. And lots of light.

Big Cloth, now small cloth...just had me thinking about scale...we think we are so important but we are so small in the scheme of things.

It took most of the day to do this much, just pinned in place  there is about 12", give or take, around the edge. Just trying to sew scrap end to end with the minimum amount of cutting. You can use any kind of seaming method, even a sewing machine. I am hand stitching using the fold and stitch method here, I don't have a sewing machine anyway. I am using a foundation method here, let me talk about why that has evolved for me.

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The oaks are flowering, allergy alert.

Slow Spring

 

It's late April in the Valley. Has it only been a few months here?

Looking out the front window, after cutting the bushes down, which were blocking the view.

We began a first cut, working a section at a time, to keep the ticks at bay. I think we need to get a small tractor or sit on type thing if we can find a used one. To mulch and cut because the small mower we have takes a lot of energy. Then, probably , for the first time, considering hiring a few local guys to do some clean up, because they probably need the work. If we can. 

That's the well cap sticking up. The water is iffy here. We have a UV filter. 

Surprised to be able to post this morning. Just here, marveling. 

Stitched some dart like distortions into this one with coffee.  Just to note that such things as discussed yesterday might simply be intentional distortions on any cloth surface, not just a solution to needed flatness. Here, like wrinkles in time. Love how darts are like discontinuous seams. Hold that thought.  This is destined to become larger.

Or here, for texture.

If I am trying to say how it happens, where new form comes from, then I need to be truthful. About my focus being something quite formless. Fluid. Not some strict confinement. Can you Imagine strips of wrinkles, applied to a surface. I did.

Then I imagined a colorless robe. A thin veil of imperfection. To shelter in.

Simple Variation

Just this.

Nine. For Rising up. I gave it this name today.

Using color and patchwork to emphasize a simple shift in position.

A step in another direction.  I could name it that too.  

Patchwork in Perspective-Part 2:   Puzzle Pieces will go on sale later this month.  Begins July 1, runs for one month, and is focused on Hand Pieced Components (and seams) that might be used to Build a Bigger Cloth. or not, Small Cloth is nice too.

Making Simple Connections

Three.

Connecting dots seems easier on some days than others. Still an exercise to remind me to take one step at a time.

I am very confused and this helps.

A dot is a way to begin.

Growth

Today is my birthday.

67!!!

 

The avocado plant has awakened.

After months of dropping leaves.

Birthdays always have me thinking about growth. 

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I have some really old paper. Because I waited so long.

Ha, even I have become antique.

Eventually

Eventually, last night, the big deep breath came.

 

There was room enough for that. And I jotted down, for my own reference...

.........

replace (undo) instant

with eventual.

the old fashioned version

of how it might go.

.........

Hold Pattern(aka Eventually)

has taken form in my mind's eye.

 

A new self

We need to lighten up to figure things out.

So much for the advice, "get serious" . That could kill you.

Strays help me get my selves in order.

It's amazing how far basic shapes might go... when considering the fold factor. I had dyed up a few more patches  for the shop but I decided to use them.  The shop is closed has not been updated and I'm sitting in a pile of bits, imagining all kinds of new forms.

Here the tips of two triangles and 3 squares. Aligned. Touching. Dyed patchwork can be worked up into small designs because the initial shapes are made without seams. Less build-up.

So a few November Strays that used to be loose dyed patches are pulling themselves together for the winter. If it ever arrives. Still waiting for fall. Although this morning there is wind and chill and it's raining leaves.

Suddenly Soul-O seems fuzzier.

He is my stray advisor.