Spirit Cloth

Hanging

Hanging here, these small loose favorite things, I used to dress up this ugly chandelier when I moved here...(do you believe we are almost a year in?) they have come to be quite handy in these stay at home times.

The thing about hanging...

...is that a thread is often involved, at least here, hanging by a thread.

Thread is good. It's the part of the equation that we can use for change. 

This is an old piece. I just named it Coming Back to Life. Normally I might go back and check what I called it way back when. Catch that thread. But I am wondering how useful that is. The story is already in me and maybe the current thread is what I should go with. To continue. Today is a loose patch.

It is still warm here but that will change soon enough. I have collected a lot of plant material here and cooked up an Earth Yellow brew. I often over-dye but rarely over print. I am thinking about that today. That thought is hanging in my mind. By a thread.

Things will be a bit piecemeal here for the rest of 2020. I think I will pull it all together with the turn of the year. Still stitching on Holding Pattern. It's a gift to be given by year's end.

Ps. I feel Good.

Large Cloth as Place again

PlaceKeeping.

A term I have used for so long. For many parts of my journey, mostly in cloth making.

P is for Place. Place is a special part of Space. Very often a kind of home.  Or a destination. (as recorded in the Feel Free Glossary on April 19, 2019. Gee time has indeed passed quickly.) Then, even a reference point. Lately a place to hide.

How much this robe is like a blanket but then a robe's 3 dimensional aspect is so much more a "structure".

Here on a stick, balanced between a chair and a the half wall that separates the room with the big table and the fire room below. Before coffee.

I turned it other-side out. I made the blue side first, then coated the other-side with what I had here. It wasn't too hard because it is based on rectangles. When I first made this I was in another frame of mind. I wasn't much thinking about "through". I was trying hard to make sure that what was on one side would be independent of the other.  The invisible stitch was a big part of that. But over time, I relaxed. And began to take a different approach. A few things began to come through. I haven't worn it much other-side out. I never liked how the sleeves looked. I am going to coat them with another layer. I don't need to but I want to. Some thin plant dyed silk gifted to me by an old friend. To recolor them, which will make them warmer but not much heavier. Ultimately also useful.

I found some basting still in this from like 20 years ago. I have been using it for so long I almost forgot how unfinished it could remain and still be useful. Most definitely it will never fall apart with all the layers. In my lifetime. It's robe weather. I have a few robes. What a luxury. Probably I only need one. 

I have decided it might serve me well to create some project pages over at Feel Free to keep things together.  Typepad continues to have issues and well, maybe. I will catch some thoughts about that today. While wearing my renamed robe other-side out. While I look for that silk.

And while I am rambling, the PlaceKeeper link up top on this blog has become so outdated, a lot of the links are not working, I will be rethinking that as well. Maybe while I line those sleeves.

How Sanity might Evolve

Sometimes the goal can nag at us.

Especially, as Dad used to say, "When you get there, there is no there there".

In the beginning, Sanity was the Big Cloth, the cloth of cloths. A goal. Maybe a path to achievement. It turned into a series, and an artistic endeavor so big it began to weigh on me. I have not shared but a glimpse of it here on the blog.

But the big things become small over time, as you gain perspective. 

And as I began to add Sanity to my glossary over at Feel Free (not fully published yet) I wrote:

S is for Sanity.  I use sanity  as a symbol  for some personal  sense of rational thought which might be expanded to include a common sense.  No normal or abnormal, but simply practical,  useful.  Like a building block. The ultimate component.

A reminder to find a simple solution. By patching it together.

My Sanity Series has to do with that,  holding on to a simply useful state of mind. And therefore a place of personal peace.

Sanity as a component, just a path to a larger cloth. I'm figuring it might simply always be the missing piece to the puzzle when I'm stuck. 

So ok today I might call this

They Became like a Tree Along the Path to Sanity

Deep Pool of Thought

A Large cloth, but not a blanket. A Pool.

Just a collection portal. It's useful for now.

He was waiting for breakfast this morning and I caught a fuzzy moment with his shadow. 

Large Cloth (class?) has been lost in the shuffle. I will gather my selves and reorganize over at FEEL FREE when it reopens.

The weather has warmed and I am going outside for a while.