What is it about spinning? The wonder...the allure? Can someone even explain why? I will attempt to do so here, but at the end of it all...this fascination baffles me. From a certain viewpoint, taking fluff of various kinds and turning it into string seems incredibly strange, silly and perhaps even nonsensical. You know how … Continue reading Filaments of Light
Tag: artful living
Limiting Input
I have whisperings...little thoughts that return, quietly, gently. I am making an effort to listen to a few of them. Here's one: What would I make, or want to make, if I limited how much I am seeing in the way of what other's make? I love Instagram. Well, perhaps I should say that I … Continue reading Limiting Input
Not Much & Everything
I'm popping in to say...well...not much. I just want to post. To touch base here on my blog, to any and all who might be visiting. To say life is grand when making things is heading in directions you love. To say that even when life isn't so grand, making things makes it more tolerable, … Continue reading Not Much & Everything
The Summer of Weaving
There once was a girl named Jenny Whose interests were varied and many... Crochet and knitting Stitching and spinning Drawing and painting aplenty. *** To choose only one of them filled her with gloom. There must be a way to give all of them room. So lines and colors Fibers and textures She wove all … Continue reading The Summer of Weaving
Where the Light Gets In
I sit here on our back deck marveling at the sunrise. Light creeps into the neighborhood like fingers finding their way through the maze of cars, bushes, mailboxes, trees and houses. Patches of light cover yards and streets like picnic blankets. Golden shafts blaze down and through shrubbery like kids playing tag or hide and … Continue reading Where the Light Gets In
To Walk Among the Shells
We just returned from a week at ocean's side. It was much needed and I marvel at the gifts that came through the days with my husband's family, through walks by the water, naps in a hammock, time to read and write in my journal. The first day out on the beach I could barely … Continue reading To Walk Among the Shells
The Gift of Weaving
Over the years of drawing & painting, knitting & crocheting, I have found insight and wisdom for daily living in and through the process of these endeavors. Much like trail markers, they offer direction and assurance for whatever I'm needing at the time, and they guide me in my personal life. Weaving is no exception. … Continue reading The Gift of Weaving
Connections
I am realizing a connection between my current mark-making sketches and the weavings I'm enjoying lately. The scarf that recently came off the loom holds threads of all kinds - thick ones, thin ones, novelty yarns, handspun wool, cotton, and so many colors. They are woven across a variegated warp in undulating waves, circles, stripes … Continue reading Connections
I Hear It
Wouldn't you like for me to tell you the thing your heart has always wanted to hear? Wouldn't you like to hear those words feel them on your face rumbling in your belly? Wouldn't you want to wake up each morning to those eternal words you're starving to feast upon? *** Out there we can … Continue reading I Hear It
Too Much
If you peeled your eyes away to give them a break to rest from so much seeing to see what might be discovered in reality... If you pulled your nose back from the glass and stone from the screen and window to inhale something new, or just stop breathing the fumes... If you covered your … Continue reading Too Much