All over the place

So much-ness … dyeing with windfall lichen gathered with our Austin grandkids …

playing with miniature bookmaking (and no, this is NOT the way to do it, but it photographed beautifully) …

this is more like it …

Inspired by Annick, I played with letters, names …

wondering how they might find their way onto cloth.

Meanwhile, the yard is slowly becoming, so different from the Hill Country, but yet …

echoes of that time continue.

And of course, there is stitching …

and learning, how linen and flannel may not nestle as well as one might hope …

but well enough …

And last is best, as stitching down this tiny bit of cloth …

the naming of the larger bed cloth came to me …

my heart’s compass.

B-side myself

The big (still nameless) cloth continues apace and I decided to step way out of my comfort zone by tackling the most visible part early on. The very heart of it all, front and center.

I started with a pieced cloth made late last year from early dye trials and recent gifts, along with some drop-dead wonderful cotton-silk thread that Jude has given to Deb, who dyed it and gave some to me

No wonder James Taylor’s Yellow and Rose was playing in my head. And of course there’s a story, of how we used to have talent shows at our annual beach weeks … and John, who could play everything on guitar, would play anything our kids wanted to perform. Like the year they sang Yellow and Rose.

So as I hummed, I thought to myself that every cloth I’ve ever made prior to this was small enough to turn. Not this one. Today I learned I can stitch bottom to top, right to left, and even top to bottom …

But left to right, not so much. That’s when I learned that a quarter-turn is doable. So I was good to go.

And in the end, I flipped the whole cloth over for a look (okay, I confess I did peek a couple of times before that to be sure it was going okay) …

and really, I was beside myself at how it turned out …

Re-vision

For the first time, I tried to unstick some elements of a card/collage, with unhappy results.

So, the torn up Seven of Pentacles has been sitting on the window ledge along with a tentative Four of Pentacles for the past week …

I’m not sure why, but the Pentacles have been the most challenging of the four tarot suits. Anyway, today I snapped out of it and got the revised Seven glued down …

along with the new Four …

  • 78 Degrees: when life has broken down into chaos, the Four indicates creating structure … turning emotional and mental energy inwards
  • Kitchen Table Tarot: this is about protecting … being sure you are cared for before you can adequately care for others
  • Creative Tarot: but security is often won by shutting out freedom

The connection to Little Bluestem is hard to explain, but it is the extreme rootedness of this grass that makes it one of the four iconic prairie grasses and therefore an exemplar of structure and security.

Since I really don’t have any more to say about that, here’s another bit of revision …

One of Jude’s moons from the cloth US II

recently taken out of its frame and now becoming a part of the new bed cover/blanket/quilt.

Ugh … I really need to name this project.