first, the seed.
from my writing partner and friend julie daley:
which sparked this in me:
which became this:
and you know how it goes.
one seed blooms,
then another,
then another
which is to say:
there’s more.
just you wait.
Tag: storystitching (Page 2 of 2)
It’s been such a lovely day – filled with such productivity and possibility. At one point, I felt totally in control of my life – like I am right where I’m supposed to be.
But now . . .
See these lovelies? They are from the talented hands of my friend Glennis who really knows her way around shibori. I have held these bits of cloth in their cellophane wrapper for so long, keeping them segregated from the general fabric population. Today I pulled them out not just to look at and drool over, but to weave together into cloth for a Very Special Project. Then shoot, before I could start, doubt crept in and hissed me into paralysis. So I return them to protective custody and prepare to stitch on an existing cloth – one I created last night – one that’s ready for layers of embellishment – while the blue lovelies resume their patient, optimistic wait.
don’t like what i see,
but rather than toss it all aside,
and render it useless
and unworthy,
rather than walk away,
i rip out the stitches,
saving the bits of cloth
and threads,
(it is, after all, my cloth)
the mere act of
ripping
enkindling ideas of
other uses for them
in this project
that i’m now calling
my legasee cloth.
in and out,
up and down,
over and over.
she wove her strands of life together,
patching hole after hole.
eventually she saw it was more than the threads that gave her strength,
it was in the very act of weaving itself
that she became strong.
~ terri st. cloud ~
~~~
tired of multi-tasking and compartmentalizing,
weary of my worth being defined by how busy i am
and how full my calendar is,
knowing that i learn best when my body,
my entire self is involved,
i sign up for jude hill’s cloth to cloth class,
determined to weave the life i want.
i start with a colorful, hand-painted marbelized fabric.
a fabric that while beautiful, is busy and indecipherable.
i weave in calm, muted, solid colors
providing spaces to exhale and explore,
places with room to just nap and ponder and be.
it’s mounted on a sturdy, textured base.
the frayed, unfinished edges remain unhidden from public consumption now.
the stitches that hold it all together
are not straight or even,
or dainty or fine.
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This work by Jeanne Hewell-Chambers is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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