it would seem that attempting to ply a rigid schedule to my organic living style is not working. no big surprise there. it was an experiment that harvested expected results. in light of this, i will continue posting magic diary cloth updates, except i will allow them to unfold and reveal themselves in a more natural order. that is to say, as they present themselves to me.
this has begun as a very interesting exercise in discovery. of the nature of this particular cloth. and of my artistic working style. . .which may appear to the outside viewer as chaotic. random. perhaps this may be, as well. . .but whatever the format, it is how i work. create. experience.
i am only just getting started on the first letter of my magic diary cloth. there are hours of needle chanting to perform before its whispers will quiet down enough to allow the patient b to speak up and begin its story-speaking. this particular letter is formed by couching twisted blue scraps with hand-dyed red cotton threads. i have only just begun to explore other surface embellishments...
behind all of this is another chant, quietly whispering in the background of mind. more about which will be the topic of another posting. . .
namaste'
love the way you formed the a. it stands proud and commands attention.
ReplyDeletethanks, deanna! that lets me know i'm achieving what i set out to achieve. one of my focus words on this cloth is texture. i'll be talking about this more as i go along.
DeleteVery nice. I was wondering what kind of thread you are using...or that is shown on the left. I love those colors.
ReplyDeleteyes, those are the threads on the left. they are from a large series of hand dyed threads i did some years ago as experiments when i was teaching knitters how to hand dye their own short-repeat variegated yarns. these are a light weight perl cotton thread. i have a box full of them that i pull from. some day i'll have to dye some more. . .but hopefully not for a while yet.
DeleteI like the little arrows...they seem to be telling the 'a' to stand up straight. My train trip took me through Montana...I waved at you!
ReplyDeleteyes! i saw you! did you see me standing tippie toe on my saddle? i was the silly one waving scraps of fabric furiously in the air, trying to get your attention!
DeleteI did, I did!
ReplyDeletelove the quietness in your pieces. Lovely warmth.
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