holders

keeping things in bags.





used to keep the floss in an old index file box. before that, a big orange bowl my brother used to eat cereal from when we were young.



couldn't tote them with me from vegas, so now they're in a bag.



(small muslin bag is for my pin cushion)

[made these several weeks ago]

miss GRACE

GRACE:ful earth



thank you so much grace! i can feel you and your desert in this cloth. i think i can even smell the beautiful air/earth of the New Mexico i long for...



i was so excited opening the package up grace... i burst into tears when i saw 'you'/the cloth. my son just stood over, looking at me like i was crazy hahhahhaha. the diamond shining, the soft light butterfly hovering, the thread pearls... lovely. to see/have this piece in person, i feel so honored.



your beautiful writing on the lovely stationery, the warm cloth... i want to put it all up in a scrapbook of some kind. but i will keep it out so i can look at and touch it and remember my relation.

thank you for this wonderful connection/communication grace. :)

cave:aEyes:

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. :)

Getting it together

it's been a long time since i've taken a class. the class i'm taking is a freeform freeflowing one and thank goodness. i'm still a little overwhelmed. i am really slow. i'm realizing more about how i work... my :thought to manifestation: process. i take a lot of time thinking about things. which can be good, but i'm realizing where it makes me stop action. where it stops the freeflow from :wherever things come from:.

also realizing just how quiet i am. probably a mixture of shy and just not inclined to talking a lot. i think a lot about what i see, but it feels only relevant to me. i'm not used to voicing my thoughts all time. feels strange to me. probably a cultural thing. runs against the grain of this internet world. i'm trying to figure out how to make a balance of this, since i obviously want to participate in this forum (i'm here).

can't forget to factor in the grandbaybees... a terrible two and a frazzling four... :)

so i'm in the process of figuring it all out or at least as much as i can, from what i'm aware of at this point...

Behind deep blue

i've noticed from taking pictures just how dark the apartment is. i've always loved the sunlight and open windows, so i'm not quite sure when this change took place. maybe it's because in this apartment, the walkway is right in front of the door and windows and there's no balcony here or private outside space. compensating i've created a cave... appropriate for this EARTH girl.

may also explain why i'm loving BLUES more than usual (if that's possible). a replacement for the sky i never see and the ocean i used to long for. i used to dream of the ocean almost every night... indigo and watercolor midnights, light pale blue for the sky. i now recognize i love the desert too though... accounting for all the tans and browns around me. and a scatter of natural new greens and yellows to mimic the cacti and small desert flowers.

with spring returning, dreams of an open plot of desert land are resurfacing. if only... but whatever i'm doing here in the present tense, i'll remember that i need both water and earth. i know i need balance. extremes aren't good, like how i've been resonating. i'm hesitant to even discuss the other two elements. in the solid and grounded i find my comfort.

in these words, i am thinking of a challenge for myself... to create cloths dealing with the other two unspeakable elements. :wooo: i'm going to sit with that idea for a while.

Prayer to :hands:

i'd like for what's in my head to come out onto the cloth. i'd like for my hands to trust me and not betray me and sweep all the :unfamiliar: up under the rug. i'd like for my cloths/outer expressions to match my jumbled, sometimes messy unclear and confused thoughts. i want to see them outside of my head so they can be here on this plane with me. i want to hang them on the walls so i won't be lonely here. i want them to become real here.

hands please trust us. it's should be okay. and if it's not, it's not that :sirius: anyways... no one's really watching... no one really notices.