so…to continue with thoughts from yesterday. it's semantics, maybe. the word legitimate., even real. but more than that. as usual, i was just being lazy in describing an ongoing conversation i have with my self. i am still really new to this clothmaking. still really Learning.
so, i brought down a cloth i made over a year ago that i haven't really looked directly at in a long time.
i really like everything about this cloth. everything. it says everything i wanted to say. i don't know if you see her immediately, but there is a face outlined in the bottom right…her eyes are closed, mouth open, making sound. the lizards and crows are in her hair that splays out.
i printed the first pic out and used a pencil here to define the face a little more….maybe it's easier to see? following are pics of individual parts i like
on the left, the blue….to depict one of the late afternoon storms
tracks. maybe hers, maybe Something else
All these stitches. All things i learned from my time with Jude. ALL of it. i brought really Nothing into my time with Spirit Cloth but images in my mind. images, or FeltSenses of things. they had tried to find form in the fiber figures and did, a little, but not the Whole of it and it's the Whole of it that i need to tell.
So…ok. all the above. and then
this one. so plain. so plain. but as i looked back and forth between the two i realized that what i was trying to tell with the woman and the Crow HAD to be as it is. it is about one single blindingly unexpected moment when something Happens. One moment, she is solid as always, waving up at Crow, calling to him as best she can in his language, and then….what she always imagined HAPPENED and she is airborne, far above the Earth, riding his slipstream…..
it is like a scene from One Hundred Years of Solitude, the Gabriel Garcia Marquez book, the only work of fiction i could read a million times….it's like a scene from that book…..you know it can't really happen, but it Did….
it couldn't be any other way, this cloth story. So i need to understand that and learn to just let them live as they need to. Get my self out of the way. Leave them alone. Let them be.
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