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Archived Since:June 8, 2008

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Building

Roof. A roof is about protection. I used 3 strands of floss for the running walking stitch roof. One stitch at a time. I wanted the stitch to be heavy enough to have as much importance as the other components....

How Place Happened

I made this block to show you how I started the center of Endless Wishing. The method for building the center "woven patchwork" motif. There is no reason for me to do the same thing again. The concept is the...

The Nature of a Cloth Weave

Weave. So close to my heart. Like patchwork. How they came together in my mind. What pleasure I feel as I embrace that. I am happy to share it with you. With a simple method of tuck and stitch, I...

Shit

The good kind. Away this weekend. Shoveling it. Before the rain moves in. Spreading a little love.

The Altered Grid

The center is Cloth Woven. I will focus on that, as I look back from where I came....and go round and round and round in the circle game.(Joni Mitchell) ? I spelled altered wrong on the audio description. Oh...

Like This

It's like this here. And it's just fine. Suddenly. Suddenly it was near 90 yesterday. And everything slowed down as it does. Especially me. I find, to make good work, it is important to align oneself with season. I'll spend...

A Space

A blank wall. I did it. It wasn't easy. I removed this many tacks. I'm not going to count them. But there are now this many more holes in the wall. They are like stars. I stare at them sometimes....

Continue.

OK. Life goes on. Time Flies. Back to it. The Endless Wishing Cloth (for now). It's on the table. But I'll put it back on the wall for a moment. First let me take everything off the wall. Clearing a...

Just Moments

He's hard to catch. Early, through two layers of glass. With the wrong camera setting. But he would be gone. He's so hard to catch. Like my thoughts. Especially lately. Deep swellings. Blurred. Mixed up. I wrote this back in...

Friday's Nine

After coffee, because I just couldn't wake up. A woven moon cabin. With a window. I couldn't wake up because I couldn't sleep. There was bit of an incident here this past week. My Soul-O cat was ill. But it's...

Heart

But not Heart Shaped. How today's woven nine became a basket holding it's own heart. My new habit is to weave nine before coffee. Woven Sanity. I love this.

Simple Things

A Cool May Day. Natural order. Just Growing. I'll let it grow for a while. I hate to mow but the mosquitoes hide in there. It's still so cool. For now it's OK. Cloth Woven Nine. Ragged but still order....

A Name as an Impression

So I named them right off. Just from the first impressions. This one... Liquid Heart. click here if you see no player This, as usual, is small. About 4". Handling silk is tricky on any scale. Liquid. I guess heart...

How Real Heart Persists

Actually, I stumbled upon these. Looking for a stack of stars I stashed to use on the Endless Wishing Cloth, the spring/summer project. I found these. Hiding in a basket. Resting. Old hearts. Simply stitched to cloth-woven nines (this method,...

The Jumble that will be May

This month will be full of the unexpected. I said that to myself this morning. Then, how is that different than any other month? I've rolled back into bundling. Lots of folks doing that. Making a living off it even......

Just Growing

I called it Shhh. And then To Keep From Screaming. Silent Rage. Then, Wordlessness. The title of a cloth might change simply as I consider it. Because context changes all the time. So often a creative effort is aimed at...

Suddenly, May

Names were in baskets. The ThreadCrumbs Game. Betsy, Rebecca, Beeja, Joan, Lulu. I'll be in touch by email with payment details. No obligations. I'll mail the cloths on Wednesday. A bee just there. Our house is yellow. I bought a...

It's All OK

Just Going. Always in motion, hard to capture. And just growing. Side by side. No rules except it's oK. The batik trees, in between two of my old patches, are by Teresa. She is off somewhere, but she'll be ok....

Territory

(Yesterday's Lottery is closed. I will be in touch Monday if your name was picked)

Thursday's Imperfect Circles

Or dots, as I more lovingly refer to them. I used to talk about dots a lot. Is the word circle a more adult, a more serious word? The curve of this wood, just part of the circle. My mind...

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