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so i did it.  All the pencils.   I did it very very slowly,  I looked closely.   Inbetween,  i went OutSide, walking around,  just looking,  off and on with Flash,  trying to get a close look at the one horn that appears to have a loosening band,  but maybe not,  maybe it's just that that horn is withering….as intended.   But i looked in a different way,  it was a world of Color,  and inside too,  Color.  I saw how everything i Know is Color.  I saw things not as form or object,  but Color,  sometimes many Colors to make the thing…The old Apricot Tree,  her leaves,  today i saw as her colors…so so many that form leaves.

 

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i found the little ripped out piece of the print out of Yvette's Earth Pouch…that small but oh so WonderFull design dyed into the center piece of cloth here,  …..  i want to see if i can replicate that with these pencils.  And then i got all caught up in the piece of cloth it is sitting on which was a 

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handkerchief but i'd put it in the walnut vat and oh LA!….this and really,  there is no blue in it at all,  this blue that appeared in this pic,  but maybe it was just some kind of magic that it shows up  because i love it very much and maybe i can make that color too….for real,  on the handkerchief with the pencils??????   

So…I like them enormously.  I am not sure yet if i LOVE them,  but for sure i LIKE them…i love the way they  Bleed.  How this will work on cloth is yet to be seen.  

So i am not wanting to do Drawings.  I am just wanting to see how Color appears.  Wanting to know if i can put color on cloth with my hand,  with a pencil.  Wanting to know, well,  things that i don't even know yet.  But it's a big YES.

 

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Out of curiosity,  i went to the first page of this book…2005.  And there,  stuck in was a print out of a pic from Jude's original Whispering Color…the results of an effort to sadden with Walnut.  Yes again.   I saw that some pages had been torn out of the book.  I don't remember.  But noted this.  Torn Out pages.  ok.

 

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Deb's cloths had been moved to the back of the rocking chair so Tazmeena wouldn't lay on them.  No thought.  But when i looked this morning i saw that this particular part of the very very long cloth was exactly what i had seen in my mind  as the world the old woman Mesquite tree lived in.    The one who caught the kitebirds or birdkites.  It could not be more perfect.  And look….Many of the small Orbs…so for sure now,  i know it's not something with the lense of the camera.  This lense is New and also protected with a lense cap.  The Orbs are what they Are,  whatever they Are.

 

 

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11 responses to “Color”

  1. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    Oh I love orbs….spirit cloth…..I hope Jude won’t mind but that is what you have there.

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  2. Mo Crow Avatar
    Mo Crow

    re working with inktense pencils on cloth
    Sharon Tomlinson wrote to Nadia over on Multicoloured Snippets
    http://multicoloredsnippets.blogspot.com.au/2015/10/now-this-is-adventure-at-sketch-club.html
    “… I have used Inktense quite a lot and I wanted to tell you another way to try. That is by wetting the cloth first or the area you are working in. Sometimes I use a mist bottle to do this. Play around with how wet or damp works. Then you can see where the bleed is going. Also, when happy with an area, take it to the iron and dry it. Then you can add layers of color by drying between. When dry the inktense becomes permanent…”

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  3. Nancy Avatar
    Nancy

    That color sample is enough, just as it is (for me anyway). I could look and look for a long while. The orbs are a smokey dancing presence. I like seeing them here, like the ones in the yard. I remember those.
    Here is the David Whyte piece that I sent you, in case others want to read.
    REVELATION MUST BE TERRIBLE
    Revelation must be
    terrible with no time left
    to say goodbye.
    Imagine that moment
    staring at the still waters
    with only the brief tremor
    of your body to say
    you are leaving everything
    and everyone you know behind.
    Being far from home is hard, but you know,
    at least we are exiled together.
    When you open your eyes to the world
    you are on your own for
    the first time. No one is
    even interested in saving you now
    and the world steps in
    to test the calm fluidity of your body
    from moment to moment
    as if it believed you could join
    its vibrant dance
    of fire and calmness and final stillness.
    As if you were meant to be exactly
    where you are, as if,
    like the dark branch of a desert river
    you could flow on without a speck
    of guilt and everything
    everywhere would still be just as it should be.
    As if your place in the world mattered
    and the world could
    neither speak nor hear the fullness of
    its own bitter and beautiful cry
    without the deep well
    of your body resonating in the echo.
    Knowing that it takes only
    that first, terrible
    word to make the circle complete,
    revelation must be terrible
    knowing you can
    never hide your voice again.
    …
    ‘Revelation Must be Terrible’
    From RIVER FLOW
    New and Selected Poems
    ©David Whyte and Many Rivers Press

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  4. jude Avatar
    jude

    a mighty full spectrum

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  5. jude Avatar
    jude

    yes, i used them once like that. but i gave my inktense away, wasn’t really using them.

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  6. grace Avatar
    grace

    it Is. I have to go to work but am looking forward to getting
    back and looking at them with today’s eyes.
    it seemed, yesterday, i haven’t looked this morning, but yesterday
    it seemed like too much…some, like redundancy. But i think
    probably not, was just how i am accustomed to looking????
    it is linking to something in my mind about when i used to work
    with oil paints….how i had no idea what i wanted and what i
    was doing but somehow, finding my way to colors that i just loved
    that were such a combination….like just keeping adding, maybe
    6 or 9 colors, mixing, thinning, bleeding them on. Used
    to paint the faces of the fabric figures with oils. Everytime it
    was an experiment.
    I have never been able to make sense of color wheels or color theory…
    that empty space over there where a Left Brain might go…..

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  7. grace Avatar
    grace

    spirit is Everywhere

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  8. grace Avatar
    grace

    there are SO many images here…SO many……
    Thank you for putting it here….i want to take
    some time with it

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  9. Nancy Avatar
    Nancy

    You’re welcome Grace. It will be here for you now.

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  10. Liz Avatar
    Liz

    “That empty space where a left brain might go” … and I laughed, because you are a wordsmith of the first order, which is such a left-brain talent. But the wonder of it is how clearly your right brain “speaks”
    The torn pages, Judy Martin’s wrapped journals, blank book pages that I have glued together in the past … what are we all hiding from? Well, I can only speak for myself … it is unmet expectations that I try to bury. Better to see the progress-ion, I now realize … belatedly. Better to find a long lost piece and see it with new eyes, as you did in your post about the self portrait.

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  11. grace Avatar
    grace

    always…better to keep looking, to see, over and over and for me,
    to Say. Speaking along the way is very important to me

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