night/day or, as it is feeling, NightDay remains, but in different form.
a Flag of Wind.
rocks. the only things sure beside NightDay.
how her feet might be…these are just paper. and she would need a hand for the Flag.
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Ahhh, yes….this rings true.
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It is this iteration of this amazing woman with goat that calls to me and invites me to pull my spirit into the piece following the delight that has risen up as my eyes take time to really see what is here. I am truly in love with her essence and the goat, ahhh pure heat song.
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ah, the goat remains! excellent
and those scraps on the left, the in-betweens, those too are still there, I like thoseLikeLike
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…and I’m saying to self: I have seen the tall woman and the goat together here before and I scroll back to June 22 and there they are, yes
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that must read heart song…although it is pretty hot!
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when i opened this up and saw the clear, focused cloth–looking like itself but with “more” of its self showing, i just had to smile. that storm blew through pretty quickly didn’t it?
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gone by morning…
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I love coming and seeing the “storybook” feeling of her, each day she is and what is around her changes, shifts….and so touched to see your flag echoed here. this is all such love.
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o I love it!
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I love this cleaner look, it has a Japanese element to it from my viewpoint
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Oh yes!
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“I can see clearly now the rain has gone…”
Jimmy CliffLikeLike
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back to quiet.
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i knew. heart. yes. for sure about heart.
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yes. those scraps. they are what i’ve learned that
i bring with meLikeLike
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yes…they are the Spirits. these are the manifest.
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the flags are becoming important now
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relief, yes?
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yes.
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but it was a beautiful storm
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Grace, you wrote in Diaries, “the story owns this
one entirely.” So I’m wondering … what in the story has asked for this change?LikeLike
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Christi…i really had to think to try to answer this.
You know, i don’t talk to anyone about these things, as
in talk outloud, have a conversation. it’s all in my
own mind. me talking to me. this blog and the Forum are
the only places that these things get worded.
but i guess what i meant/mean is that i am wanting to let
the Cloth tell me what i mean. i had written, in it’s
very beginning…well…after the face came off paper, that it seemed a cloth about a “rearranged self, a redesigned self. a self that works with this Now.”…that was Post 177.
and then the work with Color over in Jude’s Diaries began and that got intertwined in my mind.
and as it goes, that odd scrap appeared and totally caught my attention. yes. it was “out of place” and seemingly out of balance but maybe it was what i’d been Asking for?
i tried to counter it by putting all those earth pieces to the side….
somehow too it was important in that moment to let her Karma hat become one with that Unfamiliar Landscape scrap.
and it all was perfect in the moments it existed that way, but then i understood that my original relationship to this Cloth was not involving that Spirit world but this
Present Moment here. this Now. which is woven with things that are difficult for me. WILL be difficult for me. things i will need to build emotional tools to
accomplish. so.
back to Plain. back to Rocks. back to just the swift
turning of Day/Night. Here. not in the magical mountains. but here. now. it is very plain, this now. and i want my own face to reflect the expression of the one in the Cloth…. most of the faces i tend to make are dreamers, gazing far in and far out. this one is different.
there’s a lot of stitching still to come and more story
with it. it’s not over yet, so…this is what i know this far.LikeLike
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that’s interesting…a Japanese element…..when i
used to make the fiber figures, people would say that…
i wonder what it is?LikeLike
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Thanks so very much for your thoughtful response, Grace. Since I don’t tend to think in these same ways as you, nor speak in the same way, I was so curious to understand your meaning. Like trying to learn a new form of music!
I will never stop being amazed at where little scraps of cloth take all of us ….LikeLike
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well….i hope it made some sense, the explanation…
funny, i never thought of my way of speaking and thinking
being “different”. i know sometimes, i guess often, i
write about the Cloth work in a way of stream of consciousness. not particularly worried about being
clear, just writing as it comes. i never “pre-think”
any of it. more free association in the moment. so,
i do know that.
but as a different “form”…well, never thought about
that before.
again..i hope i answered your question at least some. maybe as the Cloth goes along, and this life goes along,
it might make more Sense?LikeLike
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and
I
might make more sense too.LikeLike
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i like it this way
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