cloth visits chair
and something new….another Surprise….. i wasn't sure, but yes. it stays. the Very red thread bead in the kantha corner. ok.
~ Evening~
the Nighthawks are finished. Cloud is finished. the Orange is finished. a question remains. does she have feet? why do i want her to have feet?
that corner of red is great! it seems to hold it all, both as a landing & take off point.
LikeLike
Looks quite at home on the chair – almost as if it could live there!
LikeLike
Looks like a good visit…
LikeLike
cozy comrades in comfortable conversation.
LikeLike
bird by bird
LikeLike
that corner is SUCH a mystery to me
LikeLike
yes. good there. but Julie spoke for this one in
the very beginning.
LikeLike
yes. the chair is a good place for cloths to uhhh,
feel themselves
LikeLike
yes. comfort.
LikeLike
Do you love that book?
LikeLike
not really, i love the expression and the idea of going forward bird by bird is all and i guess i saw it wrong here grace….the pic under the chair photo, i thought woman was talking to bird under the blue orb..but nope, its the red stitch that is the New Thing, so and well i do love that corner, the texture the softness the mysteriousness of it being there and you not knowing, i love that ! i love how you are so much paying attention as you go along !
LikeLike
oh… it is early and i should probably have found my glasses before starting to read..but it is chilly and i have curled up here with a blanket and my laptop and a cup of coffee and rushed right here..so when i first saw her foot peeking out i was delighted..i thought t was a new and lucky fall of a thread..it changed everything once again …the wonderful red corner became a curve in a road, beckoning, the bright bead of red an extra enticement to follow…moments later, glasses found..i realized it was a much more purposeful foot…
which then seemed to disappear in front of my eyes in the next picture…perhaps she withdrew it back under her long skirt, maybe she is choosing to float along..or maybe simply to hover and rest..oh the stories right here in this evocative piece…lucky woman , julie…
hovering and at rest sounds good to me right now..another morning ful of appointments…we were going to leave for vermont shortly after..but i think now we will finish things here a bit more and maybe most important of all..a good friend is in a concert sunday night..an evening of music of peace and suddenly i realize, it hits me that this may be one of the last times i hear her sing…the reality of what i am leaving is hitting me in so many small ways..
i know the good things that await me i know the importance of things ahead, i treasure the people…but there is a life here that is so hard to leave….a group of women i have had dinner with , almost without fail once a month for over 20 years, my husband’s many doctors..my co workers and the school where i worked…i think children, i think goats and a view that brings me incredble peace and joy …but this will be a hard parting… watching the Nighthawks grow and become has been …meaningful to me…i wonder how many other stories it has spun into existence?? a still and beautiful morning here…wishing you the same..xox much, cynthia
LikeLike
’tis a beautiful cloth
LikeLike
and hooray for THAT! Well, if she needs feet, it is so she can truck when the time comes, yes?
LikeLike
Cynthia, I missed where are you moving to? I love seeing your comments here but notice you don’t have a blog. I am here every day or so but don’t often leave a comment. I wish you a smooth and meaningful transition to your next place. I have moved a lot so for me, staying is the new growth. Out of sixty five years I have been here in Portland for twenty one. I have been in this house for fifteen. I finally have an established garden. I am finally really able to see trees grow. Able to make friends that I know will be around , inshallah! Both lifestyles have much to offer and I am blessed. You are too!
LikeLike
hi nance…i am moving to vermont…from delaware where we have been for almost 40 years…which seems impossibly strange since my husband promised me we only had to stay here for 5…we were in seattle before that for 7 years and grew up in berkeley…so here seemed totally different…and while i have grown to love many things and many people here ..it has never felt exactly right…when we went to vermont ..it was like coming home…not just because the kids have decided to live there..we loved it before then…it just has the same feel as the places i grew up in…and those places have become more crowded and faster and way more expensive…although i would have gone back to seattle in a heartbeat…would have loved portland as well…we liked it there..
maybe i will get to a blog someday ..i started writing grace after i started what iffing and she said..write here..so here i am …it feels like home here as well…and i am in the middle of tons of stuff..retirements and illnesses that are uhm stressfull and it is peaceful here and stimulating and full of so much quiet adventure for the mind and eyes…and spirit…it is a space i have quickly come to honor…in any case you are so right …we are blessed..take care .
LikeLike
Grace this piece is quite delicious…the red stitching and thread bead are supreme additions..it has been a delight to watch the process as you write and post photos…still working on making a plan for showing up to write on my blog..think a bout the words, sometimes lots when writing in the journals, daily and garden, but so far I am lax about getting to the page, writing and posting photos. Your commitment to showing up every day is for me a great model to observe and to know that for now every day seems way too much, but certainly once or twice a week could work into my life…the transition in the kitchen has really brightened that corner of the home…shows up behind the chair today and looks good to me. Julie will surely have great conversations with this piece when it is in her space…I stop by most days and feel the comfortable friendship in your gardens, goats, home and stitching. Mwaaaah so glad to be your friend.
LikeLike
i don’t know. but i think she’ll get feet.
LikeLike
this has been the perfect cloth for Paying Attention. and
also because of the Responses…of others
it is very much a learning experience.
LikeLike
in a certain way, Nothing can equal something else. Every thing is so singular. i thought today of these things you have written here. how there is nothing to offer in
uhhhh, comfort, for what will be left behind. and how
there is always the Just Going. as in Jude’s post today
in the Whatever diaries. how we just go. and it’s the
Beauty of that., really. and it really is very much enough.
Comparisons are useless. everything is just only and exactly what it Is.
Big and Giant Love…..
LikeLike
it is what it is. and you?, Liquid You?
LikeLike
maybe it’s because i don’t journal or write in any other
way. this is it. for all of it. the cloth, the words,
the land, the Beings.
i am glad to be your friend.
LikeLike
Hi, Grace. This piece is perfect on your chair…or your chair is a perfect showcase for your piece. Lovely creation, as usual. I’m glad you’re doing this–I really like your artistic voice/style, but have no idea how you do it! And then, your blog is a peaceful place to be. Another thing I cannot do. So I’ll come and enjoy it all.
best, nadia
LikeLike
PS, I got my first hollyhock blooms a week ago.
LikeLike
Well, for som reason my first comment did not make it through. Love the piece on the chair–beautiful creation, as usual. Your artistic voice just sings right through it.
best, nadia
LikeLike
liquid and dare I say it?! Happy
LikeLike
oh, yes, dare…yes.
i remember driving down the freeway once. a lot of things
were, uh, potential challenges if not misery. but suddenly,
i realized that i was happy for no reason. i just
was happy. not anything brilliant and amazing, just
happy.
so…whatever degree of Happy, yes. please do dare.
LikeLike
windthread 
Leave a comment