Alyssia brought me this today,  saying it was really for my birthday last year,  just never got sent.  And she brought some flat thing that i can hook into my laptop so i can play it??? but she forgot the cord.  Tomorrow.  So, in anticipation,  i took the phone down for the Wall Garden watering…

              The Deva   of the Wild and the Domestic.    or,  the domestically wild and the wildly domestic.  Lizards and Goats.  The desert Place,  it was Lizards and Goats.  Here it is the same but so much more.  There are Lizards at every turn.  6 kinds so far.…

only one more left, really.  there are a few more,  but they weren't kept because of NEEDING to keep them,  but just that there was More they needed that wasn't yet ready to appear.  So they have waited.   Tomorrow,  the last one, and i want to go back over these days here and re…

    this one.    loved.  because there was no image in mind,  no thought ahead.  Just cloth on cloth.  Feeling on Feeling.  Texture on texture,  which means,  touch.   Touch on touch.   I would like more to be like this.   Maybe,  but it takes a really open and willing self for this…

  i don't know what was happening when i made this Cloth???  I like that.  That i don't remember,  because i can just look at it Now and feel what it gives,  which is looking like being overwhelmed,  or at least, "whelmed"  by Goats and Plant People,  losing Self in Them,  till this is my…

  how Water makes Life possible. Continuing Here,  from a desert,  Here,  not yet knowing what to call this kind of Place,  but the constant and abiding element is Water.  

there isn't a day that They aren't at some point Central.   I like this Cloth,  that one eye is like mine,  one is like theirs.  Sometime,  i'll finish it.  No need to hurry. Addendum.   I am making my bed.  flapping sheets to tuck,  pillows,  the Comforter accordian folded at the bottom for in…

        These next pics have been blogged before.  They are not new.  I know every stitch of them.   I can't find the Picasa file anymore.  They say it's out there,  somewhere,  but i don't know how to find it.   These next pics used to be on a wall that i…

the tub,  labeled with masking tape…My Cloth.    at the storage unit place.  Cement and metal boxes that have a lock,  a garage type door.  All my stuff is in there.  What i wanted, needed,  is some black and some white floss.  So i can work to finish this cloth of Now.    It was…

Giving water.  Wall Garden.  Lost in thought,  gazing in that vague and open way,  for movement of the tree frogs,  or spring peepers of the Old Place,  but mostly,  lost in thought when the Brain alerted.   LOOOK! and i startled and looked.  Those stalk stumps mean only one thing.    here????????      …