Sunday, August 16, 2015
a bit of needle chanting on an often re-visited cloth, mind flowers. no real reason to have chosen this cloth over any other. just the need to stitch without much thought. this cloth has many chant sessions to go before it will be fully realized. so it is as good as any to re-establish a relationship with fibre. a sense of belonging to something other than. a union with cloth and community through stitch.
i spend too much time alone...
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
"great ideas emerge
from useless fragments
-michael bassey johnson
perhaps time has slipped and left me along the selvage. sidelined. overlooked. perhaps this creates space. for thoughts. for dreams. perhaps what we think fills this space really only fills the expanse beside the space. like cloth filled with color and image beside the selvage.
i seem to get lost all too frequently in these edges. of time and space. perhaps it is simply a side effect of depression. or merely a forgetting to be present. perhaps i can nudge something from this stagnation. poke the hibernating bear, as it were.
play with some of these fragments. arrange a bit of a shrine, if you will. some tiny vignette on my worktable to entice an idea. or three. from the ethers. to draw me away from the selvage and back into the tapestry of color...