stitches and bones...

also from turning leaves of mind

the last time i was in toronto i found this book

this time this book found me

it may be that these things, stones, bones, stitches, skin, have a thing or two to teach me. 

i feel obligated to listen.

to learn.

changes

good sleeping

the weather keeps changing, humid, windy, hot, cool, rainy, sunny, can't seem to make up it's mind. last night's moon was a clear crescent, beautiful. winding down days of school/work so there are busy times, endings, beginnings (new kids coming into the program). changes.

detail

night rocks

i watched the horse boy video last night, trying to finish the magic spirit bag tapestry simultaneously. the peculiar thing about living sans tv is that moving pictures capture my energy so much that splitting into two, weaving and watching is frustrating.

for anyone who wishes a window into autism, healing, horses...this is an important documentary to see. it pushed me to consider various ways of understanding illness, health, treatment, healing. 

just before tying off

i rode pretty regularly for about ten years. i'm convinced it kept me sane.

deer spine remnant

i looked around with my camera last night, using the flash to hot point things... it's gambling with light and image. most are rotten. this one expresses the night for me. winding down the school year. changes. anticipating new work, ideas. the tapestry was old stuff, old technique, woven of wool, paper, hair, cotton, fabric with my prints on it. letting go.