Last year we made an emergency trip to the DC area. It was one of those throw some stuff in a bag and get on the road kinds of trips. While there we had to visit a second hand shop and where I grabbed this camel colored cashmere sweater. In a hurry, I didn’t pour over it very carefully and didn’t notice the small holes on the chest and sleeve. Oh well, I can mend it! So this week I have been patching it up with some of the silk I dyed this summer with green pecan hulls and leaves. I like the wavy effect the stitching gives the silk. Beyond this, there isn’t much else happening right now.
It has been almost a year since I last posted here. I get so busy, doing what I don’t know what! But busy none the less. I have been traveling along with Jude Hill over at Spirit Cloth as she revisits “Sun Moon Stars” from long ago. I haven’t started any new cloth tales on this journey but I did pull out my Winter Solstice Cloth from three years ago with the hope of making some new progress.
This morning I was catching up on Jude’s posts and I started doodling a couple constellation ideas. Mind you I have never been gifted at transcribing my ideas to paper (I draw most pathetically) but I did want to capture them before I stepped away to the bus-i-ness of the day.
The idea of a personal constellation made me think of sigil making. I might like to play with this notion a little more, thinking of star placement and connection. This one may be a bit too complicated for the idea of a constellation, or not? And then there is always the hand to consider? A hand full of stars?
But for now it is off to the business of the day and then work on some more nui shibori to go into the indigo vat for holiday gifts.
I started this piece more than a year ago. It has been rolled up and waiting for….. what I don’t know… I pulled it out a few days ago and noticed I almost like the back more than the front. The back has some wishes included that would be hidden in the finished “thing”…. some positive energy to follow it on it’s way.
The quilt blocks on the face were rescued from the trash bin of the law office next door to where I used to work. I carefully deconstructed it as best I could since it had been cut into for someone’s craft project. The rest of the fabrics in the “thing” are repurposed from my thrift-store stash. It is very soft and nice to touch and I find myself just pondering it and wondering. I think initially I was inspired to make something of a “Long Cloth” ala Jude Hill but at this point it flips like a book. I hadn’t planned it that way, it is just where I left off. So I’m not sure where I will go from here with the “thing”. I guess for now I will just keep holding it and wondering.
This is a recent “manifesto” of sorts I posted to my Facebook account before I disabled it. I wanted to re-post it here to remind myself to be true to myself and what is really important.
Autumn is my favorite time of year. As the earth shifts on the equinox it feels like the right time to bring what is in my heart in line with my actions. Almost a full turn ago, on the Winter Solstice, I turned 50. The onset of my crone years has never been something I feared but I have felt a certain sense of “but wait I’m not where I thought I would be”! The last nine months have passed by without any real forward movement for me, in fact in some aspects I may have even stepped backward. So as I near the end of my 51st year, with the coming of Autumn, I realize that time is not unlimited for me. It really isn’t for any of us but generally we continue to expect tomorrow and may not live today to the fullest. I’m not feeling dismal or gloomy or being morbid. It is what it is, as they say. But today I am struck by the silly waste of another precious year. So I ask myself what it is I would like to accomplish in these crone years, where did I think I would be and why am I not there? What needs to be done? For starters, I am going to stop wasting time on things that are of no true consequence or value to me. I’m going to turn away from battles that really aren’t mine to fight. I am going to stop worrying about how others perceive me, I can’t change that anyway. I’m going to spend my time doing things that are meaningful to me. I am going to live my ethics, vote my conscience, and stop caring that it’s often different from how most people I know feel. I’m going to create things that I want to create for the simple joy of creating them and not care one bit if anyone likes it. I’m going to shake hands with the pain of the past, honor it and then let it go on about its business…. I don’t need it anymore anyway. I’m going to live my life like my days are numbered, which really… they are… I hope to still have many to live to the fullest.
I have been absent from my blog for quite some time, sorry to the three whole folks who follow me (I Love You Mom!)
This is the first spring in ages that I haven’t worked and I have spent a lot of time outside getting a feel for my surroundings. Long walks checking out the things budding and blooming and leafing, trying to identify what grows here on my landbase. As for things to dye with, spring seems to lend itself to lots of green and some flowers, but I don’t seem to be able to coax much out of them. I think the end of summer and into fall will yield more color. I did get some really nice leaf prints from some Buckeye that grows right across the street. That was the most exciting thing I discovered this spring.
It looks like we may be doing some home remodeling in the coming weeks (months?) so again my posts will be spotty…… however…. I will be taking a journey with Jude Hill of Spirit Cloth over the summer. I’m following her on the “What If Diaries – Considering Weave” starting on the 21st of June. Look for updates to come.
So we took a trip to meet up with family this past October in Ocean City Maryland. It was a wonderful trip with lots of colors and textures to see and buckwheat pancakes for breakfast every morning! We really did a whole lot of nothing the whole week, hanging out with family and driving around eastern Maryland and the coast. Rehoboth Beach was pretty cool, with a farmers market and polite bus drivers. In fact everyone there was polite. Daily breakfasts at the Dough Roller were great. Halloween dinner at the Suicide Bridge restaurant was nice. Then there was Italian food…. on my! Here are a few pics from the trip and the “Swag” I brought back…
Eerie sunrise on Halloween morning
Golden Fall in Cambridge Md
In Hurlock MD
Made from said Rusty Goodies above…. see the spooky ancestral face….. how Halloween appropriate!
A rattle from JJ Fish Studio in Berlin MD
Old books and linens from an “Old Stuff” store
Other yummy trinkets from various little shops
My reading material for the trip.
We did have a great time seeing the Man’s Sister and her Man, two of the coolest folks I know. Eating was always a treat since everywhere we ate was pretty much local or “Mom and Pop” no national chain restaurants (unless you found coffee from Starbucks) It was off-season in OC so we pretty much had the place to ourselves. Sure a lot was closed, but we fared pretty well!