Very.
SO Very Out of Character that i am finding it difficult to even ….uhhhhh, even, well ummmm stop staring at it.
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I like it – its like a moon in the midst of a storm-cloudy orange sky… I;d be mesmerized, too, if it weren’t hanging near me….
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looks a bit like a bushfire to me….k.
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I thought perhaps it represented the fire in you to move forward with your life and all the change you project. I personally really like the combination with your moon/moth piece. Like Jude said every day brings something different, if it was tomorrow or yesterday perhaps you wouldn’t choose this, but today it is the perfect choice, so I say go for it.It’s a reflection of today.
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WOW! I love that background cloth. AND, what you’ve been stitching looks spectacular on it! It reminds me of the sky here in the Pacific Northwest the other day when we had everything from snow, to sleet, to rain, to sun, to hail (LARGE hail). The sky didn’t know WHAT to do at the end of the day and there were darks, blacks, red, yellows, purples, and blues in it. I was wishing I had my camera. This reminds me of that!
;~) DebiLikeLike
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there is point of cloudy transition there.
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it’s uncomfortable, isn’t it.
i have absolutely NO idea why i would put this moth cloth
here…i know it’s not “right”
but at least for today, i want to look at it like this.
something in me really needs to see this.LikeLike
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i think it would be ok if you were seeing it differently, but that is a very complicated thing, how we see things. looking is never wasted. is that dyed background cloth very tightly woven?
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the long base cloth of “How it Really Is” is a cotton, yes. tight.
a Deb Lacativa. just in itself, it’s probably a piece of cloth
that i would use only very small bits of here and there ….it’s
too much for my ordinary comfort zone…and you might know how
really uhhhh, small, that comfort zone is…
but i was looking for a base cloth this morning. there are many
that are more according to how i usually want to See
but i looked at this one and am just STUCK with/on it. i think
it would be different if i were making this cloth to put in a shop.
i know this combination isn’t “right”. BUT
i don’t put things in a shop.
they only are ways i contact some larger sense of being…that
connectedness, continuing Thing.
i am really enjoying this dilemma.LikeLike
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i don’t know.
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not what i was aiming for
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these are important words. an important thought.
how today differs from before, after…………
thank you for this, helen
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oh Debi…this is GREAT!…
the sky
didn’t know
what to do
oh oh oh
thank you for this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LikeLike
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Why is it wrong? If you take the moth cloth away does it look wrong? Like something is missing? Maybe it is a phoenix moth?
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deb…this is a great question.
Why is it wrong?
thing is, maybe, MAYBE
the moth cloth alone
the How it Really Is cloth alone
THEY are in and of themselves. what they are.
Put them together,
and something happens. in my sense of things….LikeLike
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thinking more
strings.
how could they be “tied”………
strings.LikeLike
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i see it as light within dark within light that the moth is attracted to. the different levels of awareness… the wider world with the moth coming into the smaller world which of course will eventually be the end. personally i think its marvelous.
i know you are not comfortable with bright colors and yet… its there in your stash. probably for a reason?LikeLike
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A rotation, a circling of a day: the back cloth begins with those bits of brightness and transitions downward into the colors that begin night; the moth is in moonlight, but may move to daylight, then to dusk-light and back to moonlight; a transition in the span of 24 hrs.
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i am wondering if the nearby “very large array” is
pointing in your direction…. hum………
this reminds me of Hubble Telescope Photos
taken in deep space.
awesome…………LikeLike
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YES! and i need to fling myself out into that space
in order to sense my little place in It…it’s helping
me re-orient.
just visited your blog and WHOA!….you are expanding!!!!
so…that VLA will be honing in on you too….really
nice…what is happening with your work!!!!!!!!!!!LikeLike
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an extent, stretch or reach or spread between two limitsLikeLike
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i want to try to photograph it better today…this pic
isn’t really how it IS…LikeLike
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oh………. i just posted a new something
and started a new project.
my most perfect brother in law,
teaches wee little kids at the School for Visually Impaired
here in Albuquerque.
I am making each of his students (6) a stuffed creature to
take home when school ends. I am going to
stitch their individual names in braille on each
creature. These kids have worked hard on learning
braille this year. Me, too. now.
Oh, I am having so much fun!
Keep looking up toward the skies……….LikeLike
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A phoenix moth rising from the ashes? Fire/ ashes . . .
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nope. just an ordinary night moth. maybe a Hawk Moth,
the kind responsible for tomatoe worms.LikeLike
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am always so happy to see a bit of blazing color in the works of those who normally avoid and perhaps “don’t like” color for its own sake. Vividness resides in each of us, i believe, and sometimes feels the most beautiful (because to me, color is indeed, VERY beautiful) when it would otherwise be shunned or deemed less valuable. something is expressing itself. perhaps beyond what you consciously put in or leave out? something…
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Acey…LOVE your use of the word
vividness
“Vividness resides in each of us”
yes oh yes it does. my inside is sometimes extremely vivid. but vivid in an odd way…like
streaks of vivid
flashes of vivid
Color, Colour, is so extremely fine and like the sound
of a cello, like gypsy music, like deep drumming
“what i consciously put in or leave out? something?
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for me this is one of the nicest aspects of growing older – being able to see/feel beyond the streaks and flashes. used to just use everything else as a way of puddle jumping from one flash to the next. maybe it was part of being so busy being so busy.
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thinking about this…….
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Doesn’t look out of character to me. Sometimes a cloth will reflect something you don’t see in the mirror but something that everyone else sees in you all the time.
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