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Ayn Hanna
Fort Collins, CO
Textile Artist and Printmaker
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I've been waiting for this day, best news in a long long time - so thrilled you have decided to write a book.
Keeping a Roof Over our Heads
Rather basic to all of us, yes? Like the moon. Yesterday there were 3 squares and three triangles. Today there is a community. Now where are those 3 circles? Home is still on my mind. As well as building. Looking back as well as forward supports building. I did a drawing. I put patchwork i...
Regarding selfishness, I think you're one of the most selfless generous souls on this planet. I like the term self-ful - meaning, sometimes you need to do the things necessary to take care of yourself - that's not being selfish. I think many of us, especially women, sometimes too easily tend to get our own needs mixed up with others' expectations of us and in the end, sometimes feel we're being selfish when really, we're being self-ful, and taking care our our own selves. Just something to consider...
Opening your Heart
Easier said than done, when it comes down to the real thing. Story kept to self this time. Why spread the poison? I slide back into selfishness now and then. But these days less and less, and I catch myself , almost at the moment it occurs. But still, I need more practice. I am coming off 2 ...
So much fear and hurt, so painful to feel as a target once again. 2 places I needed to get to: here and outside. Feeling the earth, the warmth of the sun, present in the truth of the moment, the truth that we are all connected and must somehow reach to find the best in one another. And here, a most feeling thoughtful special safe creative space. Thank you, for continuing on and for beginning again with the sun, moon, and stars.
Nothing New
Reminders are useful. Re-Mind. Like reconsidering. This quilt, from way back. For my son. Still here, he sleeps under it often, when he visits. I am caught in many thoughts today, mostly about Telling. Sharing what moves through me. More aware of how belief colors what we think we know. Ho...
DyePoet...what a fitting typo, love how that happens. I believe in confusion as a new form of clarity...a sage teacher once told me, we should strive to be in that place where our (night and day) dreams and realities mix such that we can't tell them apart. I think it requires some "letting go" of things to achieve this.
April into May
Seems we got most of the April showers in two dreary drippy days, but now the green haze has arrived. Many tiny greens have formed. Soul-o is out this morning, UnDoing his winter sense of the world. Cautious yet delighted. He is on bug patrol. I might just add Bugs to his list of nicknames....
i love it too...especially your hand peacing...this image keeps playing over in my mind, feels warm and good.
I love patchwork. Just saying.
I love patchwork. Just saying.
sweet doodle, things do seem a bit lighter and the lightness travels well across the interwebs, just what i needed, thanks
Love and these lazy days
He spends a lot of time with the bike's old carburetor.. A kind of mending I guess. Making do. We've been riding. Wind. He is a really nice guy, with a wonderful mind...an unparallelled sense of honesty (could cut you really) and loyalty. Patience. But, honestly I might have m...
So moved by this, your journey and I too am in love with the back, it's even more raw, real, immediate, if that's even possible.
How cloth might be a shelter
This cloth was started at the moment I realized my mother was going to die. Sooner than later that is. I have continued working on it very slowly. Trying to let it form the story of its going through me. Today that cloth is just waiting there on the sewing chair. It seems to call ...
beautiful work, beautiful words, and I add my own to so much good loving energy being sent your way
A week. A long week.
A week has passed like a lifetime. So I am back. In some way. After finding myself with time for what? Stitch. Quiet maybe. Quiet was good. And the things that needed to be done. Had to be done. Done. But to mourn? No. I do not feel sad. I can say that. It is OK. I feel different. ...
Amen. And Ditto. I've been really hit and miss lately with my engagement over at Diaries but I can't imagine not having this place to come and commune with you, Jude and the rag mates. Words aren't possible to describe how much your teachings mean to me, and how generous a soul you are.
On the edge
Make your pictures smaller they say. OK. Let's try that. For now. As I try to simplify my approach to internet presence, I find myself looking at how being here has expanded my reach, but at the same time thinned my vision as well. Like trying to see too far, gathering too much. An...
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