how i have always said "i don't like red." why? Red in my livingroom:
image: Jude Hill
image: Jude Hill
all invisible basted. the flap Just For This Moment held by 12 strands of
RED
going out now to take the goats to their New Back for the remainder of this day…till sunset, till that red line appears on the Rim.
And outside, there is the red chair, placeholder of memories.
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good morning grace. there is a little red in the idea of the desert to me.
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red, in small doses, like little cuts and campfires, reminds me of life.
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placeholder, yes. for memories?, no.
am listening/watching
EARTH AT RISK
Building a Resistance Movement to Save the Planet
Derrick Jensen~Lierre Keith~Stephanie McMillan~Waziyatawin~
Thomas Linzey~Aric McBay
whatever it takes that i can possibly do.
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and funny as in odd, i forgot Arundhati Roy in the
above…..
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maybe you don’t like too much red, but rather just a touch? true for me.
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? Why not memories…
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because Sun rose, yet again and a bird perched there.
it’s about today.
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hey jude
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cuts and campfires.
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looking at it
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that thin red line that marks the horizon right when today happens and then moves on.
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I’m doing better this week, when I stay in the present. Thanks for the reminder… sometimes the present is pretty intense, but more manageable when not under a pile of
tomorrows, too.
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red for me is not a colour I’m comfortable with, blues and greens always there; a dash of red is enough for me.
love fires though and your red chair! and your space x
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I say that too, but it is growing on me. It is bold, which I am not. But the red leaves do it just right – quietly bold.
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oh my. that’s raw.
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there’s the opinion of red, and then there’s the red – your post makes the point nicely.
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well…i don’t think this is about comfort
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bold. what does it mean to be
bold?
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yes. it is raw.
and yes, it says Don’t. Don’t go there.
yet.
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it would, if one was “normal”. my daughter has
commented many times about my “abnormal” relationship to
colors.
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For me red is joy and necessary… Your touch of red makes it come alive.
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the centre of australia is red
the earth is red and red
it makes my heart sing to see it ..
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I used to get told that I looked “good in red”…but I have not felt comfortable when wearing it. It does not feel like me, whatever that means.
This cloth with the red added seems brighter. It looks like my last night sunset, vibrant. The sky-blue-pink of days end. Makes me smile.
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here, in the Arctic every shape on the ground, on the side of a house or in the clouds suggests, hints at or begs the imagination to “see” beyond its appearance. Something else is always wanting to come alive! With each movement of the light an almost otherworldly necessity does come alive as the environment thickens its hold on life, challenging, demanding survival. At every moment, every drop of strength gets called upon to respond…. Visions are sharpened, the body senses something different, always searching, never simple….. As I see your cloth from this moment’s perspective ….I sense a Mask! Mighty presences hinted at…..Love, e.
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so interesting…for me, very much Neither of these, tho
i don’t know what, in the moment……..
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i have seen this…read about this….
a singing heart is so good to hear
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this is a deep thing, this RED………..
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a Mask.
a Mask.
maybe an effort of camouflage, or identification of some
kind to indicate solidarity, a gesture of honest and true
Committment?……~
your words above are extremely beautiful…so many
images within them……..
Love
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Maybe it is because I am a Leo…
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hmmmm….
i go to Michaels in Albuquerque about every six months give or take and squat, in crummy flourescent lighting at the little bins of thread. trying to see them. sometimes i have to go near their big front window with a handfull..i explain to the nearest cashier that i am not stealing…just trying to See. and you know, not once have i looked at the kinds of red they might have. NOT once.
today i put a strand of the red i used here into the walnut vat. it was there for some hours. but it wasn’t very hot today. the waters were coolish. but it did
change some. and better…kind of that “scab” red i like.
but not really. just kind of. and i googled red, looked at different reds, read about red
and the red that represents something very Important to me is Red Ochre. a pigment.
and i am going to find out from all these geologists that
i have worked for if there is that naturally occuring here,
in the land of New Mexico. might be.
the other thing i so looked for at one time was Micah.
found it.
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and after re reading what i wrote…maybe i don’t want
my favored scab red. maybe i want fresh blood red? i
think i do. i want a red that is wet and flows. scab
for later, but wet red now.
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fire sign. Leo Sagittarius both fire
but…how is this?????
you are water.
hmmmm again…………….
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mica
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Yes, many of the earth tones are shades of red. I am more drawn to the red of poppies and lady bugs and the sky. The red of apples and strawberries and raspberries. Blood red is a very powerful red. That reminds me too of the piece of equipment they have in hospitals that they attach to measure oxygen in a person’s body. It glows red.
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What is even crazier is that I am afraid of matches! I was born on the cusp with Virgo though so I might be a bit mixed up…
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