Spirit Cloth

Managing Edges

I suppose I have composed one of my selves.

Made the base cloth a bit longer because I felt the need for more space.

An old print overdyed with indigo. Ripped to size.

I cut along the side of the print so I might slide the patchwork into the base cloth. Integrate the two. For Oneness. Of course, I could have slit the base cloth and woven her right in... like I did here. (...how long I have been at this One-Ness thing)

To stabilize the cut and place, I added a strip of very light cloth to the other side. A little longer at the top end so I could fold it over and hug the top edge. Probably I will add fringe to the bottom. For continuing. Now for some glue-stitching.

A Path-Work, long cloth. Needed.

Are all paths the same? Who knows?

The Drama of Facing Through

The Cut:

The cut is hard sometimes, but I have come to love it. It is a wound, a hole, an opening, a separation, a new edge, a space, a way through, an undoing and a challenge. A letting go.

The Patch:

The patch is, well, quite simply a way to solve a problem. So it might be anything and everything we might use to do that. We could whittle it down to simply, an idea. 

The evidence of path:

Story. How did it happen? 

Most often, I cut through to make things smaller, to look through, or to weave through. Cutting away , as in erasing, that falls into another category. Much less drama, unless it annoys you to change your mind. The cut through is exhilarating. I think it shows a confidence related to understanding your materials. Or simply a curiosity that needs to be exercised. And it won't kill you. When I weave into, everything becomes quite stabilized, despite the cut. There is often a layer (of thought) you cannot see. And a new dimension is realized. Something moving through.

I may be indirectly addressing the idea of loss. Which seem to me arises from the fear of having to let go. But I think I am focusing on the IT. Letting IT go. Letting go is something quite beautiful if we stop holding on to IT. The thing-ness.  The thing needs to evolve. That is the natural order of how it becomes. Transformation, after all,  moves all the way through us. It's not like...a new haircut.

I have not figured out the audio yet, but hey ho.

If you follow me on Instagram, there is a video of the cut.

Design Mending

... continued from my last post...

Yeah, so ok, good. Better. Attached but needs some stitching through. Quilting.

Posting again today because I will be needing a few days offline for a few reasons.

A few folks contacted me about Whispering White. I hope you used an active email address. I could not make contact back. Please check your spam folder. 

Travelling Well

In the Spirit of Going/Knowing, I stitched on this yesterday, all day.

While patiently waiting for someone else, anyone, to tell me what I already knew.  And this morning, by lamplight, reflecting on how often that actually happens. The sense of things before the words come. I am going to relax into wordlessness for a bit.  To renew my sense of things. This is something.