So. What are they FOR? These things i make?
for pinning to a curtain in a window.
Maybe of all the ones i've made, this is the one that is most uhhhh, most
itself.
If someone asked me to show them what i have been learning these years with Spirit Cloth, with Jude Hill, what all of it has meant and means to me, maybe this one would be the one i would show them.
because this one is unto its own self. Is it's own story with no language except for the eyes. Otherwise, it is sound and form and touching and here to there and down and rising and decay and becoming and well…so much that has no words. I love it for that.
and i am still on the Road….that going back and forth between worlds of the last days. I am thinking of what concerns All of Us maybe tonight, a Saturday night….. the grandson, now back "home" in California, for the first time legally, ….Mothering his 5 month old son who is just in the last day pushing himself into a sitting position only to fall down and try again. The people in the 17th District Court of Los Lunas New Mexico….the criminals in that court with their tight mouths as they await their Stuff, maybe drugs. The legal people who are oh so Going to make their marks in this world with their interesting and amazing outfits…swirly skirts, heavy gold earrings, fitted suits, all manner of hair arrangements
the people Going at the Train Station, arranging their tickets some for just in that moment like we were, some for days ahead, the ones out on the sidewalk, exchanging good comfort one to another, hopefull for however the night might go….me here, my concern being if Nogal and Tenzen have enough water…i don't really want to hook up the hose in this moment, maybe tomorrow morning? but well, i look and look three times and it's ify so i DO hook up the water and fill their water….
What we care about.
What we care about……
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