I have been inspired over and over again by the peace-spreading artistry of Fiona Dempster
and Barry Smith
of Maleny, in Queensland Australia.
The Peace Pin Project was begun as a result of their example, as detailed here:
And now I am privileged to be a part of their latest efforts in observance of The International Day of Peace
this September 21st.
the making of which he wrote about in this post:
And Fiona sent a trove in June …
including ten letterpress pieces …
The Hearts for Charleston
And if all this sounds a bit complicated, so be it. This paraphrase of Robert Frost’s poem The Silken Tent says it best for me:
… [Peace] strictly held by none is loosely bound
by countless silken ties of love and thought
to everything on earth the compass round …
I’ve been working on a project that just didn’t work out … a baby quilt knockoff of something my daughter saw and liked. “I can do that!” I said. Wrong.
So I’m back on the peace pin track …
sending out watery blues (indigo dyed linen
, above) and greens (not shown because the camera could not capture it to my satisfaction). They are headed to Hunter in Hawaii and Carol in Indiana.
With especial thanks to Carol who reminded me of this New York Times article from last November
that first put the safety pin idea in my head.
I received in turn a “care package” from Fiona Dempster in Australia (who hopefully has not been affected by the recent cyclone) …
Even the envelope was a joy to behold! If you haven’t already, I very much commend her blog to your attention:
I also heard from Dee that her pin arrived in Massachusetts … her email arriving on a day when I had lost sight of finding joy. Reminding me when I needed reminding.
On the brighter side, Spring has drawn us out of the house for many more hours, in spite of the pollen counts. And it’s not all work, as we introduced G to the gentle art of kite flying last week …
being sure to point out the perils of kite-eating trees …
And here’s the latest view of the mealy blue sage bud that I’ve been photographing for the past few weeks …
Imagine them by the hundreds … drought and deer resistant, blooming in spring and fall … they are a true gift of the land. Once they make a mass appearance, I’ll try to capture an image of them to share here.