Tuesday, February 14, 2012

imperfections



while playing around with ideas to help this rusty sun's whispers to take form, i came across this old batik that i did while teaching at a local fabric shop. it was buried deep in my great, great uncle's steam trunk. forgotten for its perceived imperfections. colors that bled when washed. attributes which conscribed it to the depth of this oubliette. but now, under the oxidized rays of this primordial sun, the imperfections transmute. become strengths. time now to begin tearing. stitching. digging for more fragments. but, most of all, to listen intently for the whispers and the story hiding therein...

this appears to be my current preoccupation, so expect updates and new pictures in the next couple of days.

namaste'





9 comments:

  1. Joe, This is wonderful and I am loving all the new work.
    I hope you are having a wonderful week. xoxo

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    1. thanks! i have updated the photo since your comment since I finally got a better sense of where i wanted it to go. of course, it still needs quite a bit of work and will continue to evolve, but this is a good springboard toward manifestation!

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  2. wonderful~!
    i am anxious to see more . . .

    :-)
    libbyQ

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  3. beautiful JOe, I love old batik

    xt

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    1. thanks...so do i...even when it's my own old batik! ha!

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