Above us only sky

January 24, 2021 – Sand, sea and sky

As I went through my morning laptop routine (online Austin American Statesman, calendar, email (and spam), WordPress comments (and spam), FaceBook (and spam), New York Times Spelling Bee (always going for “Genius”), saving Kindred Spirit blogs for last (my breakfast “dessert”), I got stuck on this calendar entry …

Hmmm, what was I thinking? It actually took a little digging in the January 25, 2020 post before I came on this comment by Fiona …

So I went back to Acey’s Collage Challenge prompt to tell a story of self above, below, and within. What came to mind was how much I have always loved contemplative walks along the edge of the sea. And how I have long considered the nexus of those three elements to be the very definition of heaven. All this, ironically, as John Lennon’s lyrics to Imagine played in my head …

And so, a bit of shibori for the sky, Deb Lacativa magic for the sea, and prairie tea dyed linen for the sand.

All the while recalling that Don just happened to bring out our bowl of shell sand from the Outer Banks on Friday …

Imagine.

Golden

January 23, 2021 – Gold braid

I first got to know Acey last year during a month of Collage Challenge. It was an amazing journey, so I was delighted to see a new, but different kind of prompt on her blog this week: to make a braid of yellow threads.

It didn’t take much effort to find the right threads as I’ve been using yellow and gold all week. I quickly braided three strands together and back-stitched them into a piece of Burnley and Trowbridge linen …

And really, the through line is as simple as this: it has been a golden week …

Tempus fidgets

January 22, 2021 – Time flies when you’re having fun

Griffin’s school has gone back to virtual learning, so most days we get to listen in on his morning lessons. This Friday his class was working on personification, after which he had an independent assignment (called asynchronous learning in these Covid times) in which he was to choose a phrase and illustrate it.

This is what he came up with, which I immediately said I wanted to copy …

My mind filled with associations as I stitched. How G’s illustration reminded me of the animated clock in Beauty and the Beast, of Coconut the owl currently living in Austin Kleon’s palm tree, and of the messenger owls in Harry Potter

I think I first heard the phrase “time flies …” in high school, where my chemistry teacher, Mel Rosenstein, said it virtually every day in his never-ending quest to keep a roomful of antsy sophomores from zoning out. He also taught us how to use slide rules, but beyond that I don’t remember much.

Nonetheless, the phrase stuck, enough so that I asked someone to translate it into the Latin “tempus fugit cum se oblectat” so I could stitch it not once, but twice into samplers …

Coming soon: I want to figure out how to use some of J’s artwork, too …

Process notes: that rich gold floss is Deb Lacativa’s and the variegated green dyed cloth is from Fiber on a Whim.