Wednesday, November 30, 2016

path work

First I have to fail.
Get lost
Get bound up in what I think is right
When it fails I feel trapped,

I cut through the tangle
to make an opening for my heart
to receive the light and air.

The whole is the most important thing

Thursday, November 24, 2016

do not worry

You must recognize what you have already seen
to get used to it, to use it as best you can
do not fear what you find new
do not underestimate it but
do not over estimate it either.  LB

Friday, November 18, 2016

against fear

making objects yields up the eternal power of art in the face of our transient life

a Hegel idea

Thursday, November 17, 2016

white float

horizontality is a desire to give up, to sleep

verticality is an attempt to escape

hanging and floating are states of ambivalence and doubt


Sunday, November 13, 2016

choosing a binding

middle photo - the grey green?
bottom photo - the hand dyed taffeta?

I am going with the grey green.

Louise Bourgeois was compelled to remember everything in order to hold onto her past, and at the same time she wants to forget the past in order to live in the present.  She wrote pages and pages of psychoanalytic writings, discovered after her death.

Return of the Repressed edited by Philip Laratt Smith

Saturday, November 12, 2016

le coeur

"Le Coeur a ses raisons quqe la raison ne connait pas

The heart has its reasons which reason knows not "

Louise Bourgeois quoting Pascal

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Monday, November 7, 2016

Sunday, November 6, 2016


There is meaning in the inter relationship of parts as well as in their particular contexts.

Thursday, November 3, 2016

fragilitiy and courage

so many of these materials are in thrift shops and bottom drawers
so many of the original owners are dead or very old
these remain as brave markers

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

carrying tiger to mountain

It's as if I am just now surfacing back into some kind of normal, but am not there yet.
I have so much tidying to do.  I am mailing off parcels - just to clear my space again after an entire summer gone to my leg.

Since May 2 - all through June, July, August, September and now October - 6 months of only able to think about my sore leg.

Coming up for air.
Looking around.
Going slow.

Carrying tiger to mountain.