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dee
outside of Boston
fiber artist in Massachusetts
Interests: quilting, reading, gardening, collage, history - esp. American
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Your post is such a good reminder that it can be helpful to try things a different way. And as always, I love these.
Lessons Learned
I had no idea of how this experiment might go, just a lot of wondering. At times it was really good, a way of stretching and pushing myself. There were uncomfortable moments... all of these bare trunks, naked and waiting for their turn. At this point I realized how how mu...
Hi Acey. I want to try the first two exercises here. The second one is intriguing and clear (the two pages with glued on images) but the photography prompt befuddled me a little since all pictures relate to visual perception. Can you say more? Blink level?
Prompt: do this throughout the lunation
The Sixth Chakra relates to vision/perceptual prowess. this includes in equal measure: what we see and how we perceive it and what we project of our internalized visions . since we're bombarded by visually based information and its counterpart and tend to feel at least partially 'helpless' (or...
I wonder if there is a way to encourage doubt to become curiosity. Your words have got me thinking.
don't get stuck in why
What I need to tell myself frequently. Why is good when it encourages curiosity and wonder. And why is limiting when it creates doubt.
Happy birthday, Hazel! It doesn’t matter how many times you circle round. I’m here for it. Love the roses, real and painted.
More flowers
Hill as home. Stitch as song. Isn't this cloth dyed by Tina a glorious color? Fuchsia, magenta, cerise? And Deb's thread pulling all of the colors together? The last two mornings drawings have been of something on my table, still not looking at the paper. I haven't forgotte...
I have missed so much of what happens here of late. My loss. The basket/nest is such a beautiful representation of the net of women who buoy each other (and maybe more) in times of heart lows. You are such a good story teller.
prompt: where does your heart rest?
Visualize, create, or repurpose a container that's a suitable resting place for your heart. You can leave it empty until you need it or keep a representational heart in the container at all times as a visual reminder that hearts are only as secure and vibrant as their resting space. *** I've ...
Beautiful weaving here of current awareness and past heart events. I love the idea of someone leaving seed packs at your door. Also the child begging for a post card of Anubis. And the incredible idea of walking therapy, where trees contribute to the healing.
days of quiet heart nourishment
(The best part about my spontaneous trip out into the larger world was scoring a bag of seed starter without having to plan and implement a far more extensive trip out. More is coming. I'm all set and will probably begin with some bronze and green fennel seeds provided I can get my act togeth...
Your commitment to social justice shines in each and every star. It is amazing to me how quilting about a life struck down forces us to recognize how quick the news cycle, how permanent the loss.
Cakes
Another hill. While falling asleep on the first night of March, I thought about cake. Maybe it was because it's my birthday month? Anyhow, a cake memory came, and then one cake led to another... layers of them, odd slices of stories, some delicious to recall, others heavy with the ...
I envy you getting out and spending time with friends. The beauty of that landscape! And: your thread pictures do contain worlds like that rectangle of plants!
Far & Near
(Apologies for yet another marathon post. Someday I'll get back to posting regularly and briefly.) Thinking about hills, again. A lifetime of thoughts and memories of them. Using Deb's threads to wind a story through... The front hill is from her dye pot, too. The sky is from a clas...
A quilt that I shipped to Australia this winter never made it. I had to do a full refund, of course, plus some fee, which meant I lost the quilt, the cost of the quilt, and paid for mailing, Etsy listing and return fee.
Making days
There was a tiny bit of practicing of Jude's wrapped bar stitch on the rooftop with Deb's thread (matching her sky cloth above), while remembering the tedious work of trying to do the short and long satin stitch that Grandma used to fill spaces. Jude's method was much more manageable and ...
I have missed you.
So sorry to hear about your health challenges. Thank you for sharing so that I can send you good thoughts. 💕
In the deep midwinter
Although the rest of the country has struggled through some nasty cold spells this winter I thought we might get a pass this year after three months without even a serious frost. Nope. No longer. A week ago my fuchsia was still blooming, now it is blackening under a foot of snow. We so rarely ...
Other pieces in “a pile of life”. I have lots of such piles. So much so ( if I were a different person that is), I could spend the rest of my days just finishing them. We share February birthdays. I think of that. This will be the year that I outlive my older sister. With mile markers like these, i find the younger internal self somewhat kept in check. Each day is so precious, if only we could feel that more. Someone asked me this week, did I think my novel was my life’s work. I answered, it depends on how long I live. I wasn’t trying to be cute.
My Real New Year
There is a lot of considering in the air. At one point, after a lot of practice, one just might be able to Consider All Things To be continued...
One of the best aspects of having a dog is how they force you to walk. Could stand to do more tho! The basket is a form of built focus. It holds ideas, nourishment, strays.... and I love how it echoes the ring of wood.
Focus
There is no real level ground here. But it's warm and sunny today and we will build our first Wood Round. Manage the slope.
How smart to pull back. I agree with Kristin that the handwritten pages are like post cards, offering a little intimacy. I am pretty hooked on my phone, esp Twitter, in the fast changing newscape. I find FB and Instagram falling away, especially FB. I don’t know how you manage with so many followers. On the one hand, it’s laudatory, proof of something, but on the other hand, what a burden!
Un Doing
A little blurry, but that's the truth. Clearing seems liquid is what struck me here as read back over it. Flow. And then I thought, what is a page in perspective...? Form is temporary.
What an amazing dream. I love the idea of the dreamer coming across one hours later — in between the couch cushions, say. And thank you for the vocabulary list. Today is hair cut day in this house. I’ve gotten pretty food at K’s. Fortunately mine isn’t styled so it’s just a matter of making it shorter.
Trying to get a grasp on things...
And then there was the dream of coming home from blueberry picking to find a pile of octopuses (yes, it's octopuses) on the front room floor. They were beautiful, the colors of sea stars- purple, orange, rust, gray.... dozens of them intertwined and slowly wiggling in and out of each ...
The double play on Moon has me wondering. Anyway, I love the dots on the large moon almost making it like Swiss dot — is that what you call it?
Moon momentum
Just realizing that my thermos needs to go into the favorite things book. Maybe, if I keep going, flow will find me again, or I will find my way back to it...
There is a lot to think about. I’m not shocked either but still dismayed beyond belief.
thinking
I've been spending a lot of my home time reading for the last couple days. And trying to write in my journal. And spinning and knitting because it gives me time to think and process. (Today's knitting.) I was not shocked by what happened on January 6, 2021. Not at all. I am thinking a lot a...
We will survive! Rinse, type, repeat!
Starhawk and Susan Griffin, real blasts from the past. And the vision of the celtic horned god Cerunnos (had to look up because I'd forgotten his name) provides some wonderful echoes to things that just arose in conversation about the masculine vs. feminine. Going down to studio to explore right now. Hopefully some sort of new clarity will emerge.
Yellow as glimpsed in or from the studio
[above and below: pages in an altered book project - the first I began and will probably be my last to finish or leave behind in progress. I took my hardback copy of Dreaming the Dark and turned it into a personal rumination on The Sisterhood as I've experienced it throughout my adult life.] ...
I read and let the words wash over me and am warmed by the sunny colors. I tell myself it is okay that I will never be this sensitive. It is enough to know that you are.
yellow flower allies .1
This month the Dive is working with the SL golden crocus essence. I just realized (I make them up for the group and one of the captains gets them about a week ahead of distribution time) I never got around to making a bottle for myself. This will be changed within a 24 hour window! This is a...
Poison so sneaky but blooming subtle, too. Food for thought. Pocket cloth is a name that implies function — a cloth talisman to carry around seems like a very good idea right now.
January Pause
Typing a quick note. Did not expect to be here. So the issue is rationed bandwidth which has no particular pattern so I never know when the upload speed will allow photos. That is not legal, but in these weird days I've grown used to these things. I will take the high road. I'm an old woman a...
Such an amazing birth story!
birth/day stories
blossom crystals with iron inclusions lending an orange tinge to the individual points. Given to my mother, while in labor, the day before I was born. My grandmother kept it in her pocketbook while I was being born. Family legend says but only in whispers: she left her bible behind in order...
I could read writing like this all day.
pink skies and silver rain
Out our window, a week ago at sunset. At the same time, across town, K. saw a double rainbow. It was a very nice Christmas day. One of our (my) traditions, is that I go into the living room first, and take a photo of Blue and Moon as they come into the room and see the tree wi...
Glad you’re keeping that star. Merry Christmas to you and yours, Hazel.
Wishing you light✨
A slow cloth started for Solstice, for light, for hope...a gift to myself. A Threadcrumb moon, and a rainbow of scraps from Jude, Deb and Tina. Everything is as made, baked, wrapped, decorated, and decked as it's going to be. Now it's time for sitting still and snacking on spritz coo...
I sent cookies to the boys. Was able to use up old saved Christmas tins. One box took ten days to get to LA. Now I wish I had come up with little goofy gifts. It feels too late. I am more and more intrigued by and in love with your paintings. They create additional notes that tell a story. Interspersed with other work and text — and you get layers of meaning.
making, etc.
There's been making, and seeing this photo blown up, I guess there needs to be some trimming, too. And baking. Some knitting. K. has made two trips to the post office so far for Blue. I pack the boxes, hiding gifts inside of other gifts to make it all fit into as little ...
Love this post, Dana and the warm glow of stories and red lights. This year I was happy to just put up lights, but in the end my husband wanted to up some ornaments. The boxes of the boys’ yearly collected ornaments will not get an airing this year. Next week marks a year since we’ve seen them.
It’s interesting to me how a compromise became such an enduring family tradition. Speaks well of you and Mike, I think.
Trimming the tree
Its funny how small decisions made without much thought can create continuing patterns as life goes on. Every year I am reminded of this when I trim our Christmas tree. In our first year of marriage Mike and I got a tiny tree for our apartment and went in search of cheap ornaments at our local...
An interesting read, indeed. Jam packed. I love the idea of seasonal tarot deck changes. I recently switched from my Voyager deck to my Ghetto deck, just because. I am exhausted today. Wrote about the eclipse this morning and wonder if it’s stirring things up under the surface. I’m going to have fun with make orange marks and ripping them up and reassembling them. One of my favorite room clearing practices is to put a fan in one window, open the others and run the fan for a few hours. Even in the freezing cold.
Mid-Point Flow
Realized I needed a Dive check-in post so my personal life/work/review will have to wait. Earlier today I reconnected with the hand-worked citrine point above. It used to be double-pointed but at some correlating life-point it shattered and I don't remember how. Have spent the past two day...
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