windthread

when nance said something about continuing a line, couching, i'm pretty sure she wasn't thinking this,  but…here we are

i really like the Wad.   really.  so stitched it down.  and it makes it all better, but it's not quite IT yet.  not sure what will be next, but          this is good.

and here, just as an aside,   i feel like i have moved these two things Enough times and if there is anyone out there who would like them?????   the "granny square" piece if 4ftx4ft   and perfect.

the other is about 5ftx5 and is missing the final square.  this one is really HEAVY.  

if anyone wants them, i will be HAPPY to send.  more Thrift Shop rescues.

 
 
 
 

up before light, i am looking.  i did some things last eve and even during the night.  these are my thoughts:

is this cloth

• a sampler of ideas
• a    ~holder~   of cloth fragments and symbols that i love
• just an experiment, a learning
• all of the above

and if all of the above, which is most primary?

over in Magic Diaries,  Jude reminded us  of printing out the image in only black and white, pointing out that color can be "emotional".  and i did this and yes.   i became acutely aware of how much this is a work with color itself.  and also,  looking at it in black and white only, i understood something i had not before…that the vertical panel  on the left is about the Mystery,  the underlying guide to everything          and the vertical panel on the right,  how i experience the manifestation of that Mystery in the physical world.    the Center?, well…i don't know how to give words to that yet.  (also, in looking at the black/white print out,  i had a wonderful glimpse of what it might be like to someday make a cloth of only that, and grey's.)  this is what i was looking at at 5am:

things had gotten re arranged again…there were additions

and mostly, i was looking at Glennis' blue square/circle.  the      blue.      and then there was nance's good thoughts a little while later that echoed.

it IS the same blue as in the 4th moon/sun above….exactly.  But  it is VERY blue.  a question came: is this discomfort with the very blue blue somehow an important part of the experience???  or not.  how can i blend, or correct the color with       thread?   stitches?  and,  a BIG question,      can those butterflies, tho they are a significant distance away,  adjust the blueness of the blue? 

 

and then…about  uhhhh,  unifying the whole….          this is still very much open to anything.  but what i was wondering is,  if it would be possible that the butterflies, birds and yet to appear lizards could be that unifying component…and stitching…????   leaving the majority of Space as a critical?

a LOT of questions.

and i am going to go off for awhile.  Going to the once only every year open house at Sevilleta.  this shirt is i think 9 years old.   i am hoping they still have some of this design even though the Mexican Grey Wolf re-introduction program was put on hold

 

thank you nance and jude for your specific  comments… at this point, they help a lot.

 

 

there seems to be a         quickening             of  Signs.   they always play a part in things for me,  and i always take note (i think),  but recently,  some are really standing out.   this recent sense of it all began with that post of September 5,  Still heavy with love,   with the finding of that beautiful side~oat grama grass.      Simultaneously,  i received          correspondence    from Eva U and enclosed was this

i am not sure this is the positioning she had in her mind,  but for me,  immediately i connected it to that Native Grass….          to me it the Spirit of that grass personified.  it is so perfect in my mind…how the spirit lives in the soil,  ready,  and has all of it all the time, the plant itself, the seeds, the bloom.  so beautiful, and how this land lies at the feet of those mountains.

and then,  the visit from the friend.  then yesterday,  i  accomplished something that i have thought about doing for 6 years but have not.  i  peeled that entire sack of chili.  POUNDS of it.  and because i don't have a freezer, it needed to be dried.  of course (and this would be a significant part of the sign) it is rainy AND     Wind    has returned.   what to do?   so i brought in one of the tomatoe cages and tada!

if Cristina sees this, she will laugh.

and today,  first thing,  i look upon the amazing and oh so stunning cloths that Deb Lacativa brought forth………..   and in so many ways, they are so related to the drying chilis

 
 
and so, it's been quite a day.  a daydreaming day.  moving things around on/off/and just around  on the Diaries cloth.  i finally found that round woven piece from Cloth to Cloth.  i had been having feelings,  not knowing where it was, searching.  today i just suddenly knew and here it is.  there will be a "response sign" to this.  i'm waiting for it…………………… 

 

 
 

 

for the last few days,  my life has been filled with     people.   this is not ordinary anymore.   and this is all i have been able to do with the Diaries cloth.

can you see the sitting buddha figure inside the cut out circle of one of Glennis' linen moons????

 and look at this  ~!~   this cloth from Deb Lacativa        just look at the incredible color,  coloUr….i can hardly believe it.

so, the people days will continue for a while yet.   i hope to get some thread on the Glennis circle before i                        take the Diaries cloth                over to let the visitors look at it          upon repeated request  late this afternoon.   i'll pin it to her kitchen cabinets.    and answer questions.   and  then we will all go to the Farmer's Market if the rain stops.  

the other part of all this is that over the weekend,  a friend who is visiting her son in Albuquerque came.   we decided we hadn't seen each other in somewhere around 25 years.  i had not seen her son in longer.    we sat at the table for            EIGHT hours straight             talking.        sometimes there was music too.   both of them musicians,  she sings.   and during this, the images in that Kaleidoscope arranged and re arranged and slowly swirled and twirled themselves into familiar patterns and ones i've never seen before.    we became friends in our early 20's, worked together during that completely formative time for me at the psych hospital and then had our babies within months of each other twice.  first the girls then the boys.  so there is a lot of History there.  a LOT of memories which we wove together in those hours.  two women and the memories of a very little boy  who is now 30 something. 

Dru commented something the other day that would fit here perfectly.  i wish i'd gone to that comment first so i could put it here….but it's ok.  this will require a part 2,  so it can be there.

and the last here is another piece of cloth from Deb L                    i cannot stop looking at it, touching it….   it exemplifies perfectly her soul connections with her work with dye and cloth.   i'd like to say more about that too.  but later. 

and i don't know what "did it",  of all this,  but i woke as usual at around 4am and got up as usual to make coffee and realized i had an incredible headache, and then sweats, and then chills.   either i ate something that wasn't good or it might be the wine consumed over these days???  but i went back to bed.  i lay there then, drifting in and out of dreams,  many of which were discussions and decisions about               cloth             shapes              colors         placement          all moving within almost slow motion exchanges with people  and  certain images and scenes would           magnify      just like it happens here when you double click……………….              i finally got up at 10 something.  i cannot remember ever doing that before. 

 

it didn't even rain and there was a                  rainbow            by the time i got back outside, it was just a blur….but can you see it?

and this is the last from the pots.  they are from only here and there, but look how beauty full they are even this way,  in the light this evening.  it's why this state is called the Land of Enchantment.

 
 
so, the Big step.  at the grocery store.  i wandered until Tajuana's line was empty and then

i said…you know,  i'm thinking that i'm not gonna get it right this year.    so….how about we just do it.   she said     OK.   

i really like her.   she is maybe late 40's?   actually, i think she said she was 50.  her daughter used to work there too.  she's in her 20's.    we talk.  exchange a lot of info actually in the time it takes for her to ring up my stuff and bag it.   but that has been the extent of our "friendship".  that line.   but i have known enough about her to know that maybe, just maybe, she might take this Place on.  she has a house in town.  but, in the exchanges,  i have said that she could rent that house and live here.  it's a thought.  all she would have to do here is utilities.  they are modest, if     and that's a BIG  IF, if she can live like i do.    maybe.    i know she heats with wood she hauls and splits right now.   that's a big sign.   and,  she has a great quirky sense of humor.  you would need that too. 

so…the agreement of the moment was that after next week,  which will be devoted to Alz. B and her family visitors,,,,,,, after that week, we will chose a time and she will come.   i'll tell her the whole story.  she will listen.  we'll see.               the reason that i am wanting to "go forward with something" now, even tho it's at least a year away,  is that i would like to know what someone else would

need

if they lived here.  and that way, i can do those things.    so, it's been quite a day.

 

 

 

 

 

"The  natural law and order of this world is not "for" or "against".  Fundamentally, there is nothing that either threatens us or promotes our point of view.  The four seasons occur free from anyone's demand or vote.  Hope and fear cannot alter the seasons.  There is day and night.  There is darkness at night and light during the day, and no one has to turn a switch on and off.  There is a natural order that allows us to survive and that is basically good, good in that it is there and it works and it is efficient."        Chogyam Trungpa    Shambala   the Sacred Path of the Warrior

here they are at the end of the day.  dry.

and then, the Sun flower

it's a little intense.  but then, my favorite kind, Zulu Prince, …is.  so, we'll see.
 
 
 

 

 
 
 
 

today's the loooong work day but before i go,

can you see how just so absolutely perfectly these lined up with one another??????  the edge of Deb Lacativa's lace     WING    piece and then the dark line on Arlee's cloth??????   the thing is,

i could never have planned this.   i actually had Deb's cloth turned in the other direction  and so, this is the opposite side.      that sudden whim to turn it over and then having done that, being literally Shocked to see that it was a total and complete perfect fit with that dark line of the Arlee.  and it even allowed for the oh so small but elegant little thing down in the farthese bottom left corner of the Arlee………..???????????????????????????   oh~

ok.  gotta go.

 
 

the first time ever dared lace embroidery thing    said  "turn me over and around!",  and yes, and a perfect fit to the extent of connecting to the loved line in the Arlee cloth.   then,  a different face which is better.  she will have hair, of sorts, feet or at least one,  and hands if i can figure out how to do that.   and yes,  that will be a very large butterfly that has lit on her head. 

when i remembered about wanting to put her on this cloth i also remembered the whole of the initial thought about such a cloth.   that it would not be primary that everything "went together",  that i would experiment with incongruence in color and placement….they being second to the cloth being two things.  first a place to have things i love that have been all seperate and here and there,  this includes pieces of cloth that i love and probably could never part with.  and second,  it would be a kind of large sampler where i would Try things that have come to mind  but never had a place to be.  so she brought both of these things with her.

 
 

a lot of times, anymore, and more and more,  the longer i live alone and the longer my world becomes populated by only internet people,    i find myself not even really trying at all to make myself clear in conversations.  i don't know if this is good or bad.  maybe it's neither.  or both.  whatever,

but when someone inquires about what's going on with me lately,  i have talked about my quest for walnuts.  sometimes it's very short.    "i'm trying to find someplace where i can look for N Mex native walnuts"    the response varies from       oh.      to      what for       and then to   oh           not an animated conversation.  so i had one of these with the geologist son of my alzheimer woman who i also work for.    they do a lot of geology field work all over the state so he would know, i thought.  and anyway, i reported to him about no walnuts this year.  i must have sounded particularly sad because the other day   Honk Honk Honk   outside the big gate.  all happy, he presented me with this surprise

it's 2 lbs of pure Walnut powder.  he located it on i-net.   for dyeing hides.  Traditional Tanners in Cave Junction, Oregon.   the directions that came with it are interesting.  they use a pound for a whole hide.   so.   here we have it.