day 13 Feel it. Smell it. Spring. I'm charged. This morning the window sill glowed. And then, I changed my mind. I want need this window to go all the way to the floor. It's in my head now. It's...
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The "studio" is full of still packed boxes. Let's unpack then. Talk about stuff. Just like that. It will help me understand where I am. A ceremony. Because I cannot sit and stitch. My back feels better but I did...
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Finding comfort in simple things. Like just being here. Still. A little path-work. Trying not to clutter my mind with more than just being. The window cross, the thing that stands combined with the thing that moves through... again... stitched...
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Hard to find it these days. A place for time. Drifting in and out of sureness. But there are ways. New post up in Small Cloth class today. I will not be here tomorrow.
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As I unroll and hang old work for looking, Old touches New. I guess since I did the rolling, this unrolling(ceremony) is that. What I love about this picture is the new square that has appeared as a reflection on...
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In the context of Sanity. That's how to pull it together. That's what popped into my mind. A heart's path is my chosen Travelling Companion. I'll stitch on that. A past post here. The framing. A bit of clarity (aka...
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Still warm, not filling the feeders much yet. Just a few crumbs so they might practice knowing where to come. A bit of thinking about how looking is not always seeing. If seeing means knowing. But all that became very...
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The indigo dyed components I am creating these days are following a list of concepts that form a personal system of symbols and picture language. I'm making them into simple units. Building blocks. To continue and clarify the story connections....
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