small starts

like small steps?

i made these last week, but did not get the chance to post them. little foundations for the spirit cloth workshop i'm participating in. random scraps from one of my cloth bags.

the non-blue one, i made it countrified... inspired by traci :)

family affair

it's been a beautiful blurrr this time...

my sweet nieces have arrived to visit. my sister pretty spontaneously decided to drive halfway across the country with her little sweeties for a little vacation. son and i decided to meet her in flagstaff to help her drive back the rest of the way

i love my sweeties

and i love the desert...

if i were a :geniE:ous

maybe i could say poof and make everything appear.

i think it's supposed to be disappear, but i'd like for somethings to appear.

all the ideas in my head :poof: and they'd be here.

i know the fun is supposed to be in the journey. but maybe i'd replace fun with expansion or growing or understanding.


i don't know if i've written about this yet, but in about 2 months... i have some life changing things that will be going on. as the time approaches, the :real:ity of it becomes closer to touch. 2 years ago, i started my present situation under circumstances that seemed viable. but those circumstances were ever changing spiraling twisting beyond anyone's control. so i'm in this place where i did not foresee i would be. no one's fault... no blame... just here. but that does not cancel the reeling feelings of fear, uncertainty, sadness, loss of control... so all the moods i can finally admit to myself are my just realizing what's becoming more real everyday and trying to figure things out. i guess the ability to pretend :things are not what they are: serves a purpose sometimes...

in a comment, grace brought up in me the idea i've been holding for a long time of having an online shop. i've been thinking more and more of doing that. hahahahahha i have no clue what i would offer there. maybe today, i will sign up for it.


i turned into a cavewoman for a while.

everything was blurry and i couldn't get a grasp on a lot of things.

so i retreated. now that i've re-emerged i found that it coincided with the :three: days of the dark/new moon. funny. again.

i used to keep regular track of :her: cycles, but somehow i've lost the time.

i worked on a couple of things that have been lying beside me. mr. depp catt has a new hat. i added some things to the moon, but ripped them out... the color tones didn't match. she now has tiny whisper holes and colors.

the cloth to cloth class is ending. :sad: i'm going to miss having the opportunity to participate in that little spot. through it i learned so many things. and most suprisingly i learned a lot about myself and relating. looking back it feels like it was a group growing effort. i had a time of feeling uncomfortable, but i am happy i pushed through :my: issues and i've expanded understanding because of it.

spirit cloth class starts tuesday and from all the work examples already posted, i am surely out of my league. these women are wonderful talented artists. a new learning experience is in the slots and i'm excited.

oh and grace (if you happen by)... i'm sorry but son has not been able to mail off the cushion yet. he had an unexpected busy workweek, but he tells me he is going on monday to ship it off. so :fingers crossed: hopefully it will be there by thursday or friday. i hope cushion gets lots of wear and tear! i think she'll be happy. :)


this is the pincushion i made several years ago... it's been sitting unused for all that time. maybe waiting?

The cat comes out

i realized i'd not cut any wavy weaves.

did not come out as ~curvy~ as i'd imagined.

did some wavy back stitching (was really nice to do) and added some scraps colors...

got a little carried away on the stitching again... hahahahahha

mr. cat agreed to come and help me tone it down a bit.

i made his eyes and fringed up the strips edges the jude way.

not finished yet... i think a spider wants to come hang out. and the moon is looking a little stark/bare.


i DOodled these a couple of nights ago.

the :idea: of these strange shapes have been hanging around with me for a while, but i didn't know what they looked like.

travels into outer/inner space...

the words of this song seem to go with these :DO:odles.

[to see doodles in first photo better... doodles on the left, tilt head to right: ones on right, tilt to the left... ones in second photo are right side↑]

Opened door

a door opened up while reading posts at the class blog this morning.

so many of my thoughts over the past days have intersected with the thoughts and works over there. dealing with expression, truth, one's own work...

the words i read over there hit right at the center of me. i think they are the key to this rough journey i've been on. a piece i have just not been able to figure out keep forgetting to keep close to me.

came across this song today. second time i've been feeling :funky: and i've heard this song on the tv. memories coming to meet me...


You say the hill's too steep to climb,
Climb it!
You say you'd like to see me try,
Climb it!
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb
The hill in my own way
Just wait a while, for the right day
And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds
I look down hear the sound of the things you said today
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
Merciless, the magistrate turns 'round, frowning
And who's the fool who wears the crown
Go down in your own way
And everyday is the right day
And as you rise above the fearlines in the frown
You look down
Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd