hilside looking out

the back view

Louise Bourgeois and self-doubt

 

I've been stitching so much that my hand hurts.

foggy silver atmosphere

I'm so emotional today xo

muse

 

It saved me from being trampled
Colour of ages 

two linen and damask quilt backs

 

"From the age of six I had a penchant for  copying the form of things, and from about fifty, my pictures were frequently published; but until the age of seventy, nothing that I drew was worthy of notice.  At seventy-three years, I was somewhat able to fathom the growth of plants and trees, and the structure of birds, animals, insects and fish.
Then when I reach eighty years, I hope to have made increasing progress, and at ninety to see further the underlying principles of things, so that at one hundred years I will have achieved a divine state in my art, and at one hundred and ten, every dot and every stroke will be as though alive.  Those of you who live long enough, bear witness that these words of mine  prove not false. "

Hokusai's postscript  to One Hundred Views Of Mount Fugi, written at age 73

an atmosphere of time

 

I am intrigued by the qualities of old cloth and by the evocation of its own history through the surfaces, whether patched, stained, rich, worn, moth-eaten or faded.
I want to create works that are contemporary equivalents of these old fragments of cloth.

Pam Gaunt
Australia

unpicked

 

I have been circling for a thousand years
and i still don't know if I am a falcon
or a storm
or a great song

Rilke - from the book of Hours

large emptiness winter

 

It's really awkward and heavy.
It's really new - do I love the white horizontal stitching?  I still need to know that.
I do love the paisley back with white big thread.
Maybe it wants some couched lines.  Maybe it needs to be quilted in the ditches.

It's not going to Mexico with me.  

and I look out the window

and gaze and gaze over Manitowaning Bay
smooth and white and silent.

the electric heat is on

negative 30 degrees celsius

aunt diana's Indian shawl

the cloud in me
large emptiness small marks
not to know but to go on
sun moon stars
red thread II
cross my heart
manitoulin circle project
story quilts
millennium journal
stitched paper
red thread I
vulnerable
the house with the golden windows
paintings

these are the 14 portfolios I have been sorting all weekend for my new website

emotion spirit soul

the materials lead me

unfolding

"For myself the past is a source.
I'm drawn to the primitive, the ritual and fetish elements, to the symmetrical plastic order."
Cy Twombly 

love carefully

 

 

new work
new day
new year

I slept

The ice came in today.
I slept.