windthread

 

Gilly asked what's next?…
and i have been thinking in this direction all week,
tomorrow being the day of what's next.
i don't know. this month marks a year for me of
having found Spirit Cloth by accident and oh
so hesitantly beginning to follow. what an
amazing year.
so..a significant month to me. tomorrow morning
i will begin by fingering through the baskets of
scraps, hoping something happens. it's been
a while, with the preoccupation with the window
hangers, since i stitched a cloth. what if nothing
"comes"? what if i just stand there…blank?
i took this one off the wall board. i began it
in the Spirit Cloth Workshop. i'd like to do
whatever it is that would "finish" it….

 

 

finished. i don't know if the string that goes
through the middle will be visible when i send
the pic to blog or not. but it is just a plain
hemp string that is separated into individual
fibers at both ends. there are also 3 hidden
things. i am unsure about these hidden things,
but…they are there.
after it arrives at Wendy's and the children
have it, i will talk about the 3.

 

because of the size of the window hanger, the
invisible baste needs to be done
standing. i move back and forth, side to
side of the ironing board. it's night
and the kitchen light and sewing light are
the only lights inside and outside for some
distance. as i stitch, i
feel
an awareness of this….me, in this place,
moving back and forth
how each piece of the woven cloth is being
connected

 

i found this yesterday at the thrift shop. appears
to be a curtain? has these long strips sewn one on
back one on front. is this the way it would go?

 

an opportunity to experience this
cloth, thread by thread

 

 

 

 

this fabric is amazingly wonderfully wonderful.
it was a skirt i found at the thrift shop years ago
that i got just on a "feeling"…a kind of frumpy
skirt but something about the pattern….
woven like the one i made for myself in the first
Cloth to Cloth. Cut out. now to invisible baste
and see what all it wants.
this is the second and last window hanger for
Wendy's children.
the little butterfly being may or may not stay. am
trying to remain really empty of intent until the
basting is finished.
oh sigh.

 

what if it was something like this?
but, more well thought out, like even
or something…
but
how could this work?????