I have hung my daughter’s wedding gown in the gallery to honor her 15th anniversary. This dress was remade from her 2 Grandmothers gowns. The satin was my Mom’s and the Irish Lace was my husbands mothers.
We did many fittings, added a bit here and a bit there. I added all the beading and lace design work…and I can remember working on this gown for months! Each piece Hand-stitched with anticipation of my daughter’s wedding day. It was truly an amazing moment watching her walk down the aisle in a dress with so many special moments and memories stitched into it.
Her two daughters came to see it and they both exclaimed that they wanted to wear that dress someday…time will tell!
Lately is seems that I see swirls everywhere…
at the studio.
in the garden…
in the House…
along the driveway…
So what can all this mean? Maybe this is one of my personal symbols. It seems that I have used many of these in my artwork…and I am drawn to them as decoration.
I think it is time to make a swirling feather to send to Jude’s feather project.
Soon the Autumn leaves will be swirling….and my head will be Swirling with other ideas!
“Your work is to discover your world and then with all your heart give yourself to it.” ~Buddha
Time to get busy!
I have been working on this cloth steadily. It has many, many hours of stitching time…but all very relaxing.
Isn’t it amazing … some scraps and thread and a little bit of dreaming … Starbright!
“Only from the heart
Can you touch the sky.”
The rain has been steady most of the day….and the new growth is loving it. Green is emerging and sprouts are everywhere. Little creatures are hiding in the nooks and waiting for the clearing.
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. – Marcel Proust
Happy Easter…enjoy Family and Friends. Shishi
‘Take what shows up on your plate
and transform it until it feeds you.’
— Ram Dass
Spring is not too far away and the snow has melted…the days are getting longer…and people are coming out into the light and smiling more. Our surroundings are being transformed.
Doing a bit of transforming on the Clara Cloth .
Jude’s eyes have inspired me to put an eye in this…maybe a portal from another time?
“There are as many different worlds as there are perceivers or Beings or individuals. You are not here to create one world where everyone is the same, wanting and getting the same. You are here to be that which you want to be, while you allow all others to be that which they want to be.”
I’ve done a bit of patching and mending on this cloth. The background has been distressed with inks, paint, coffee, tea, wine, and even a bit of chocolate smudged in.
Next…….I will stitch many stitches to give this cloth Life…It’s off to a good start.
Jude’s Boro Weaving class has come to an end. Now I will continue to work on the dozen or so pieces that I have started. Some will be put into large bed sized quilts…others will be wall hangings, pillow covers, a jacket and a clutch. I have even started a stuffed beast!
So now that Spring is around the corner…let’s celebrate beginnings…and continuings.
- We have many layers, may shades, many moods.. fascinating creatures we are, with oceans inside of us and many poems waiting to be awakened from their deep slumbers.
Till next time….Shishi
Since the beginning of the “Contemporary Boro Weaving class” I have been doing this sampler as a way to practice my weaving. It was going to be just squares…but one day…a house appeared! The roof is made from a silk tie. I still have a lot more stitching to do, but it’s on it’s way.
Then I made a full moon from blues that I had in my stash.
When I put them together they look like this:
That is ONE BIG MOON! A very small section of a “Human Wrapping Cloth” ….or a “Life Coat”. Not sure yet what it will become…but that is the fun part of the process. To listen and Do. Stitch by Stitch
I’m thinking that I’ll probably add many other elements around the house….ones that relate to ‘Life’…..trees, birds, flowers, clouds, beasts, fences…it will evolve.
“Have nothing in your house that you do not Know to be Useful and believe to be Beautiful” — William Morris
Write it on your heart that ‘every day is the best day of the year’. -Ralph Waldo Emerson
Most of us in Jude’s class have been making hearts to hang for the month of Feb. Mine keeps going through transformation…here’s what it looks like today…in honor of Valentines Day.
There are dozens of beautiful Hearts (human and cloth) around the globe today. We are forming a circle of togetherness and encouragement that is strong yet flexible. A wonderful group of clothmates.
Yesterday my house was filled with Love and Celebration…we were celebrating birthdays for Grandchildren and Accomplishment for my Son passing his Electrician’s test.
Today the Sun is shining and we are finally getting some melting of the piles of snow that have been lingering. The slant of the light is beautiful coming in the windows
I did a little bit of weaving with wool and I have to say I love how it feels. It is so buttery and soft…the stitches glide through and now I’m thinking of trying some bigger pieces. The ideas are flowing like crazy. Hummmm, what to try next.
Enjoy the Love everyone…….Shishi
I’ve been drawn to the making of ‘slow cloth’
stitches… remnants… threads…
and then I learn…there is a movement of women who are doing the same thing. Honoring the cloth…it’s past…its stories, and creating new stories with the fragments of all.
…Making Spirit Cloths…
Here are some of the small pieces that I’ve been working on for the past few months.
What is it about the thrill of seeing a pile of work….I guess the feeling of accomplishment, satisfaction for a job well done.
Hours of stitching time compacted into one small stack!
Now it’s time for Waiting….to Listen to the Whispers of the Cloth
And what is life? A crazy quilt; Sorrow and joy, and grace and guilt, With here and there a square of blue For some old happiness we knew; And so the hand of time will take The fragments of our lives and make, Out of life’s remnants, as they fall, A thing of beauty, after all.
(Excerpt from “A Crazy Quilt” by Douglas Malloch)