Spirit Cloth

Late August Patchwork

Acorns have been falling.

Mostly encouraged by squirrels.

I've been thinking about my folks. It always comes in between seasons. The two acorns reminded me of them. Together. Through whatever was.

Yes it's been a bit cooler. But this week will be hotter still. And humid. I always remember the late heat that often coincided with going back to school. The hot un-airconditioned classrooms. The difficulty concentrating. How Dad would be home waiting to whisk us off to the beach for a late swim. Like a little bit extra summer vacation.

 

I stitched a moon cabin. Because I am preparing for my Patchwork in Perspective. I'm looking back fondly at  my patched past. Gathering. Documenting. Reconsidering its use to give it wholeness. There's a bit of Mom's wedding dress in there. The silk velvet. Dyed blue like the old sky. She gave it to me and said make something out of it, make it useful. I could have altered it and made it into a dress. But I don't much wear dresses. I like it better like this. Holding the late August moon. For all of us. Part of the bigger basket.

 

Sort of but Not Really

Am I here?

Sort of.

It feels like this.

Going in circles. But then not really. But then in perspective, always.

I ended up making frames of mind. And now using them as just that. Filling the empty spaces/holes. I stitched on this one, on and off with Solstice in mind. And Mom who died on that very day a few years back. Has it been that long already?

It's not done because it doesn't seem to be my goal here. I'm experimenting with a few methods and also just letting circles form. And playing with the idea of frame (edge) in my mind. And it's relationship to puzzle solving.

I'm here to meet with some real estate brokers and then, not, to be elsewhere again and will post to Instagram mostly in the next weeks. To reconnect as I can. Been reading on the web but not commenting much. Ok?

Expect a few crumbs in the shop.