about how i can get self stuck when i am loving a large dyed piece….but………
and then, after some time, i saw how that center strip seemed to be wanting something. and i am once again, fascinated by how just skewing something just a very little does so much…..
a little distortion, a gentle turn
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implies wind maybe
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i really like the colors here…more like hues…
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Oh yes… just a slight skew. I could get all – something – sharing what I teach in 2-D Design about focal point and such, but that is just waaaayyyy too… something… in response to this, to your process, to the organic flow of you. So, a slight skew…. like wind, like jude said. Beautiful on the violety cloth.
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funny…the thought of
distortion
never entered my mind.
distortion is BIG.
this, was just a very small movement of a single piece
of cloth to the left. less than a quarter inch. but
when i stood back to look, i saw…..yes. this is good.
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oh Wind.
Wind is everything
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valerianna…i am very thankfull for this comment…because
yes…it’s just
something
that’s all it is but that’s WHAT IT IS.
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Vicky…yes, hues, but it’s just what happens if i leave stuff in the pot for a really long time
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a zephyr
these cloths are so beautiful
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just a slight movement…just a quarter of an inch… the whole worlds orbit could be changed by a quarter of an inch…. less than that even.
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The ‘hues’ of that woven piece speak volumes. Adore it. Really. Earth & Sky, Green Grass too…Ahhh…
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can’t help but laugh….
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i first saw this & i thought–its floating–
i guess floating requires wind —
the colors send me..
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love that word…zephyr
one of the women i work for named her new young mare
zephyr
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this is a very big thought
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the interesting thing is, they are all colors from the
haphazard dye pots outside.
i never remember what i did…….i always THINK i will,
but then don’t……..
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yes. floating requires Wind but am also thinking it requires understanding how to let the self lighten up…
like, maybe breathe differently, find a way to think of one’s self as being less……….dense of substance….
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Sounds like me!
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my sweet cat’s name was zephyr.
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It’s just breathing…
The colours from your dye pots are beautiful hues. I love that you cant remember how you achieved them (I have that problem too…the one I remember the outcome of is onion skins….everything else is a lovely surprise).
Today I am simmering some flowers that had died off on a tree outside (looks like a magnolia, but isnt???). As they were dieing they went from white to a lovely rich brown which I am hoping may transfer to cloth…a nice earthy tone? Time will tell.
Jacky xox
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i see a figure, or maybe two, and a gentle wind passing.
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that’s my favorite thing about dyeing…just trying it
and sometimes getting a totally surprising outcome.
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well…and i love this too, about not trying to create any
particular “pattern”…leaves the possibility for many
more interpretations…..
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