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31 responses to “slow cloth~two more lizards and a small storm”
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a gentle storm…. whoooooooosh.
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yes. exactly. whoooooosh. washing all clean, ready
to continueLikeLike
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So much movement, yet so still. I really like your work Grace.
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Me too–the colors and the sweep of it…very lively but calm.
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This is a beauty, Grace. Lots to feel…Enjoy visit with the little one!
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oh grace! i can feel the caress of the winds on my cheek’s soul! so many wonderful things are happening here!
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There is such a delicate mouvement in it … and the colors … beautiful
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thank you Nancy. i am looking looking looking at that
face…to change it, not, if so, howLikeLike
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can’t let go of those colors
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oh…hey!, Suzanna…thanks!!! and the little guy, yes!
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HEY joe…Thank you!
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i need one more color. the tendency is to make it be
one more lizard, but that’s too easy…so
hmmmmm.LikeLike
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what beautiful movement Grace! could the new colour be in some of the kantha stitching that holds it all together? and what is that new colour you are considering? curious… red?
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I enlarged the photo so I could get a better look at all the details: the lizards are my favourite right now; slow is good here
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your lizards are precious! you didn’t rip out the wine-stitched tail, did you?
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evocative landscape
i can hear the sound of those birds and the wind
sunburnt countryLikeLike
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Mmmm…the face…??? The eye. Is that a star for a center in the eye? Or does it just look that way to me?
Something about where she is looking…
Her eyes open. What if closed?
Thinking in type here.
I like how you pause and look and look.LikeLike
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Your cloth is very – spacious! I don’t mean nothing there, quite the reverse. It has an open ness that is “clean” somehow – maybe you have caught the space between? I found a thorny lizard I had transferred on to cloth (a picture of one I mean), I will tuck it in for you, one of our Aussie lizards that look meaner than they are! Your house is like a church in some ways, the sacredness of everything.
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It is magical over at your place right now; I’m catching up from ‘Church’, and feeling like I just got a stack of postcards all at once. Beautiful postcards from the kinds of places people live, not just where they visit. Postcards that each captures something perfectly observed. So beautiful Grace. And the lizard on the left above is so perfect- her/his tail is swinging for balance as s/he climbs. Just beautiful. Thank you!
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Hi again Grace,
a crow* flew overhead calling in the middle of the night & I thought of your cloth and how it’s already red enough but is there a space for some turquoise? you live where the beautiful sky stone comes from! I love these words by Ellen Meloy in the acknowledgements page for The Anthropology of Turquoise;
“Over many years in a wild river canyon called “Desolation”, I marked the absence of ravens where, by all conditions, there should have been ravens. Of course as soon as I declared this raven “void,” they flew right back into it. The ravens taught me to observe not only what is present but also what is absent and that this, too, can change.”
I like that, it’s a beautiful and strange book of observations of colour, the desert & especially enjoyed her relationship with the local ravens (they observe her & her partner as amusing fence posts)
* our crows are true ravens Corvus coronoidesLikeLike
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somehow, the eyes in my drawings always seem to have/want
this clear center, or hazy, or well, not the usual iris
pupil…i think in this particular face, but really, as
in many, is the sense of Gazing…of looking but from
a very softened state of being. it’s how i look at this
world here…a haziness, almost where things can change,
move, focus and unfocus.
and really, when i just read the line..”eyes open. What if
closed?” above, i realized that the eyes “see”/”don’t see”
as in meditation…hmmmmmmmLikeLike
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the eyes are asking
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almost another lizard done today
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beautiful choice of words…”sunburnt country”
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house like a church…
living alone, i can do what i will….
i am grateful for this period of time.
a thorny lizard…might be like our horned toads which are
really lizards?, i’ll go look it upLikeLike
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postcards…what a wonderful analogy…i love thinking
of blog posts that way…
love you, WendyLikeLike
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i looked up this woman, this book. Thank You
and turquoise.
turquoise.LikeLike
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I like the idea of ‘haziness’.
I thought while reading your response that you live upon your land with eyes WIDE open, noticing so much. On the other hand, when you go out and sit with the goats at night, it must be very dark out there…yet you are still SEEING. I know this from the way you write your experiences of how you move through that darkness.
In a very knowing, at one with the land, connected way.
Does that make sense?
Sometimes we see just as well through closed eyes, through our other senses.LikeLike
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how interesting…yes.
so how the eyes are would then communicate something about
What Kind of Seeing is Going on.
yes.
and this will be important to me if i really do continue
with this face thing….
what is the Experience.
so different.
sometimes there is a very focused way of looking, too…LikeLike
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The colours grace…what eyes you have for colour
Influenced by the goats too
Can you imagine the fantasy of little man in there too?
Love youLikeLike
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Oooh Grace…I LOVE this! Nature, movement and colour, it really tells a story. And, I love those circling birds, enjoying the windcurrents. And the travelling lizards. I can imagine they are carrying about their business as usual. The winds just something they have to contend with…just the whims of nature.
Very special piece Grace.
Jacky xoxLikeLike
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