Base-ic

Back in the day –before the word “base” was abased by the current occupant of the White House (I refuse to use either his name or his title)– I learned about making bases at Spirit Cloth.

At the time, I couldn’t imagine going beyond the piecing, but now I do see where the base is but a background for story. So I am finally back to the bed cloth, creating the base for the far right/west edge …

which will become midnight …

and then gradually move left into evening and sunset before emerging into the light of day in the middle of the cloth …

I’m stitching the strips of thrifted linen cloth with a combination backstitch followed by two running stitches …

something I dubbed the Texas Two-Step for the lovely marks it leaves on the B-side …

And so it goes …

I’ll be back

Many folks consider the back of a cloth the “wrong” side, but I’ve been endlessly fascinated by the back as a “good” thing … which is probably why I have close to 100 B-side posts.

Those of you who know me will therefore find it unsurprising that my most recent projects are designed to have two B-sides.

First, this recently completed table runner …

made with random strips …

of thrift store linen blouses …

that can run warm or cool depending on my druthers.

Likewise the big-cloth-in-progress, stitched Deb Lacativa style

with the names of our grandkids, “front” …

and “back,” making it totally reversible …

But it’s got a long way to go yet …

and since our family is getting together this coming week, both cloth and blog will be getting short shrift.

So, I’ll see you on the other side of the full moon … when I’m guessing there may be a few pictures to share.

“Make your own bible”

Always I am learning from Kindred Spirits. First reading about tonglen on Windthread, not understanding and so finding my way to learning more …

Then reading a quote by Gregory Orr on Bee Creative and finding my way from there to a podcast On Being. And those of you who know me, will understand when I say it is hard for me to comprehend the spoken word, and yet I listened not once, but twice.

I heard words that touched my heart and stitched them.

“Turn me into song …

sing me awake” …

The trace of them holding the back of my heart’s compass …

as it becomes more …

Thinking I might take the advice of Emerson conveyed by Gregory Orr, to make my own bible by seeking out words that echo my heart’s truth.

And while it is all too easy to find righteous words …

befitting these troubled times …

still I dare to hope that we the people will find our way to words and just ways within which to find peace.