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grace Forrest
New Mexico US
this blog is a journal recording the experience of having become a student of Jude Hill ~ Spirit Cloth
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Reading some in that book Home How Habitat Made Us Human by John S. Allen more to come about this. Probably a LOT more. And because i have a home with a Wall, in a room for Cloth, This can happen. What a LUXURY. I can look over in the... Continue reading
Posted yesterday at windthread
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a LOT of very very small very very invisible stitches. But Everything is Here. and it now has that "hand". That feel of a cohesive Cloth. I think i do NOT want to continue with making a "path" with the black and white thread stitches. There are SO many almost... Continue reading
Posted 2 days ago at windthread
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How i can spend a whole day just looking, making the most minute adjustments, re ~adjusting, looking, imagining, standing back, moving close, .....a whole day of it and be totally absorbed and come out at the end of it still so totally not knowing anything much at all about What... Continue reading
Posted 3 days ago at windthread
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not so much as yesterday, but continuing. WIND. so much like the ocean, that constant Roll, and to me so much like labor in childbirth, that expanding/contraction, as we go into it, no stopping it...it is what it needs to be. Transition, but with WIND here, can go for days.... Continue reading
Posted 4 days ago at windthread
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Work away and then. Just when you start describing how things ARE, they suddenly begin to be Something Else. I mentioned the commotion yesterday with Onday looking for trouble. This seems to have energized the does. When i got back home, there was all manner of things going on. Just... Continue reading
Posted 5 days ago at windthread
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yesterday it was 70 degrees, today 65 and all this coming week in the 40's. Snow tomorrow..just a little. and WIND warnings. Language....warm/cold/wet/Wind....a kind of language, yes? Earth language? goodbye warm evenings, speaking in the language of light and Marti emailed her Pleasure of watching Angelique Kidjo on Austin City... Continue reading
Posted 6 days ago at windthread
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Nina has been kind enough to respond to my comments of her Farm Journal, ruitfarm.wordpress.com. the one that Nanette linked me to. She is in Maine and has Goats that do all the Real things that Goats do and she does not hesitate to Tell All. Today, there was a... Continue reading
Posted 7 days ago at windthread
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I love so much the comments in these last two days. So much. They seem in direct thread to something i have been thinking and trying to put into words. That this blog, i'd like it not to be about me, really, rather just things i see and feel. Which... Continue reading
Posted Jan 29, 2016 at windthread
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a Lot of time spent looking here, touching, looking. How to use a piece of Cloth that is in its Self enough. If i made clothing, it could be the centerpiece. If i made pillows, then too. For a curtain, yes. But i don't need clothing, pillows or curtains. and... Continue reading
Posted Jan 28, 2016 at windthread
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invisible basting (Jude Hill) this, with harem cloth, with a piece of muslin, pressing it with the palm of my hand as i go FEELING these images on/in the cloth with the palm of my hand...a topological kind of sensation although the cloth is really relatively flat...and the invisible baste... Continue reading
Posted Jan 27, 2016 at windthread
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stopping at the feedstore in my One Single Day away from here In Town, getting the 50lb bag of lamb and rice dog food, which will last one third longer without Chinche, i had the opportunity to inquire of a Gentleman of a Certain Age who was buying feed for... Continue reading
Posted Jan 26, 2016 at windthread
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I'd commented the other day how it took Tay what seemed to be a long time to decide to Play Ball. But today i thought about how different things just take time. Take Time. I like those two words. This is Alz B's rug. It's been two places since she... Continue reading
Posted Jan 25, 2016 at windthread
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What i didn't say yesterday, that while waiting for the Vet, i milked Nutmeg. Has been so long, since i milked. What a true miracle it is that an animal will give this to us. The milk itself, but then the possibility of making cheese with this milk. If there... Continue reading
Posted Jan 24, 2016 at windthread
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i went to Jan the Dog Trainer's this afternoon late. The mobile Vet woman was coming to do ultrasounds on both of Jan's doe s . Sunny Ray's been there a while and Jan didn't think either of the doe s had been bred. If it were just one, then........ Continue reading
Posted Jan 23, 2016 at windthread
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Mary Oliver.....Franz Marc's Blue Horses I step into the painting of the four blue horses. I am not even surprised that i can do this. One of the horses walks toward me. His blue nose noses me lightly. I put my arm over his blue mane, not holding on, just... Continue reading
Posted Jan 22, 2016 at windthread
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muslin and the yerba mansa. Wished that it was more red or orange but this is good. the stick is good. And tho the Cloth itself is not Ready, i couldn't wait to see how it might go. So this much. When it's Right, there will be many more strings... Continue reading
Posted Jan 21, 2016 at windthread
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for a while now, people might want to just come by once in a while. There might very well be more posts like todays....not much to see. A lot going on, but of a very certain plain nature. and for sure, not much to see. But i remind self, it's... Continue reading
Posted Jan 20, 2016 at windthread
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began by some reading, the Ensouling Language, then made Egg Foo Yung for the first time ever. Out, to feed, change water, wander/look/envision. Back in to stitch till the day really warmed. Stitched the top edge, turning it under only to the Point where the cloth is ripped....that last, with... Continue reading
Posted Jan 19, 2016 at windthread
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Yerba Mansa. brought in the copper pot and scrubbed it from a winter over with walnut. When i picked it up Out Side the handle broke off. Bummer. dried Yerba Mansa leaves. Last summer, late, not long before her father died, Fermin Chavez, Fermin phonetically most like Fairmean, took us... Continue reading
Posted Jan 18, 2016 at windthread
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My loose ends have found their way. Like the tendrils say, maybe of a grape vine, or maybe the honeysuckle out there they gave me last year...those tendrils, extending out... groping, blind....but just going, simply Assuming they will touch something and can begin to take hold of it for the... Continue reading
Posted Jan 17, 2016 at windthread
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Back when i was ready to Quit my old life, but before i had really dared to think about it, i bumped into the teenage daughter of the Head Nurse on the Psych Unit where i worked. We stood on the street corner talking a little and then she said..."So...when... Continue reading
Posted Jan 16, 2016 at windthread
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That's what i'd like to do. It's a different Winter. I am home much more than i ever have been that i can remember. Maybe all my life, really, and i guess that's true. Maybe that's why it's feeling so different. I can look forward to Spring when this will... Continue reading
Posted Jan 15, 2016 at windthread
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don't see them as "stars", but rather points of light. We always move toward light. i stitched the stick, the mast of the Sail. I think i don't want it there. Will take it away. I look. And am i (we) the Sail?, the vessel?, the substance moved Through?...is this... Continue reading
Posted Jan 14, 2016 at windthread
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was at the Monday work away job today and taking a break, sat outside there on their little stucco wall, looking toward their garden. Sun shown down on Us all, Place, Garden, me, and although it was really, well, still cold, there was something about Something that let me Remember... Continue reading
Posted Jan 13, 2016 at windthread
the weariness that might have been expected yesterday, came today. Worked away. Groceries. Nap. Bring in wood. Goat water. The across the way people forever claiming some family catastrophy or another and wanting to know if i have some work came. For a long time i've had to say no.... Continue reading
Posted Jan 12, 2016 at windthread
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