this was try #3. i wanted a hand, holding the long leaves of Grasses. try one and two were worse.
so…given up on the hand. just the Grasses. ok.
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16 responses to “320 it at first you don’t succeed, try as much as you want to and then do something different”
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Yeah, just the grasses. ox
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yeah. why did i work all day for the hand???????
there is that little eye there….
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if you really want a hand as symbol the silhouette of a hand like those found in the ancient Aboriginal rock paintings of Australia the paint is splattered by blow pipe a similar effect could be done with dots of stitch and then again there’s that wonderful SW Native American hand with the spiral in the palm… just some thoughts…
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yes…i could. but what i was wanting was just a simple hand
holding….it’s too too small…can’t turn under and can’t get
it the other way. larger, yes, but not this small. it’s ok.
there’s a reason for it, just don’t know it yet.
Love to you in your beautiful Australia with SO MANY incredible
people…LOVED Ronnie’s post on her blog about her work with
Permaculture ART…spent the day with that too….
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a really grand philosophy
and regarding yesterday’s onion…smiling at the memory of grandma blanche’s love for homegrown onion sandwiches.LikeLike
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ahhhh….my grandma…salt rising bread. sliced soso so
thin…butter…slices of onion.
yup.
good grandma blancheLikeLike
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You can’t always get want you want…but if you try sometimes, you just might find…
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and there it is–that grass scrap with the diamond/dot–it has always looked like an eye to me. you’ve used it before and i am totally in love with it–that scrap and this cloth. and i’ve been in that place many times–where i just keep going, knowing it’s not quite right but maybe another million stitches will make it so. until i just have to bow to the cloth and remove all of them. and i’ve noticed that once i get to that point, there’s a wonderful sense of liberation in the removal process.
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A grounding cloth with the grasses swaying over the edge, especially the little cloth strip with the design that Roz created for you in metal; I think you called it an amphibian embryo but here looks like seeds to me. I think of how seeds are flung over the ground, sometimes placed carefully in rows, other times, clinging to blades of grass and how their promise is everything…
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the grass is nice. sometimes trying to be literal doesn’t work. materials are different. the relationship with ones media creates new form to what we already imagine as image. I love working with limitation.
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the hand implied. . .invisible, , ,not in a ‘god’ way. . . .in the eye of the heart.
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always. in one form or another.
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there is…the sense of liberation,
but….really, there’s something important too about “maybe another million stitches”…the determination of that
but then,
yes
that
letting go. maybe both are equally important to the
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“how their promise is everything”
yes. i do say, kind of in shorthand, amphibian embryo,
but yes. it’s all life…it’s most primal beginnings,
and seed. the amphibian embryo is seed too. seed to
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the grass is always Goodness for me. the Keepers of
so much, that Grass. and yes…i am always in a back and
forth about Literal. when literal doesn’t work, i am
Relieved, really.
i love this, Jude
“I love working with limitation”
love that thought…very much.
working with limitation and loving it
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and i love this too
“the hand implied”
things….Implied. ohhh. oh, yes. Implied.
Implied.
this is very good.
What great comments to this today!!!!LikeLike
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