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Rained all night. Rained all day.
And so while we, the cloth and I, leaned toward November...
...the running stitch became a Raining stitch.
Such a small journey, I've nothing else to say.
Just a patch of rain then. I'll save it for when there is none.
October 22, 2014 at 04:47 PM in Cloth is like a world, how it might happen, impressions, little things, squares, stitching, sympathetic evolution | Permalink
I picked flowers, late blooms and the remains of others. And Isabelle stopped by. She has a big shadow.
I also made wheat paste..
Now it is raining.
Everything is pretty much fine. Or perhaps that is just how I see it.
October 21, 2014 at 07:57 PM in continuing aka Just Going | Permalink
A change of season brings shift, You can feel it. You can see it. The same landscape transforms before your eyes. More than a new place, it is like having new eyes.
I drew myself as a tree. Just a doodle.
Thoughts about the evolution of vision. Self as season. Not yet fully formed. Trying to understand the scope of the self portrait.
Today there was also a shift in nine.
Today, the cloth and I, we are leaning into November.
October 21, 2014 at 08:16 AM in 9, alignment, autumn, Becoming more or less, Cloth is like a world, Cloth is like self, design mending, dividing space, doodles and drawings, eyes, how it might happen, illustration, impressions, ninepatch, questions, seams, season, self discovery, self portrait, Small Journeys series, sympathetic evolution, transition , wind | Permalink