Sausage
Its interesting that artists have explored this theme from the beginning of the twentieth century through now.
Rhode Island
It’s just starting to rain. It wasn’t supposed to.
Time to go onto the Dock.
Sun on the lake, perfect weather!! Healing rest time.
It is sun and calm.
The sun came out for a minute this morning…
although the wind is back with the gray sky, now. I am just as glad; I might get my project finished and off in the mail today without the distraction of the placid, sunny lake
Time to go for a row.
Rain.
Mine totally didnt do it justice
The sincerest form of flattery
My brother’s photo of the day.
Squam from Rattlesnake
Morning walk
The Hopi Butterfly spirit is a sign of spring too.
Thanks Catherine!
Morning Walk
Storm coming in
Trees and grass
Red chair on ice
I could imagine a slideshow of this posture on this chair in many different settings…on the beach, on the mountain top, in a city street, on top of a building, on the back of a ramp truck…..one slide after the other. (Oh I should mention its my brother. Clearly we have a lot in common.) […]
Spring Break
Spring
Percolating
This is on the appalachian trail up by iron mountain. It is a cow drinking thing I think like a cistern.
Ki-mono Reconstruction
I am very fond of boro. The month my father died, I was studying with Yoshiko Wada, in a workshop with an intense focus on boro textiles, history, philosophy and technique. Slowly, this sensibility is beginning to creep back into my work; and oddly enough, conceptually, seeds of ideas, past fits and starts, and half […]
Elin Noble
the life of the grass
This is the kind of thing I am thinking of now. I dont know where it will go. Often the imagery is in a nebulous place first. I want to focus on grasses and maybe the minimalist quality, contrast of land and sky, but yet the evidence of the life of the grass through the […]
Because there is no “out”.
Arte Textil Contemporáneo
Got from Slow Cloth…beautiful.
Snow in Stoney Creek
Light in the ice
Winter grass
Fruits of the Loom: The nearly lost art of textile manufacturing.
Article and slideshow from this weekend’s From the New York Times Magazine.
“…or you wouldn’t have come.”
We might have a white Christmas
Pods
A quiet presence.
The twelfth day of the twelfth month of 2012 and my birth date
The world is an amazing beautiful miracle
Winter coming to Stoney creek…happy Halloween!
Today’s Walk
Last night
Purple mountain back yard
It begins here
“The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd…”
Textile Forum Article
I used to be so inspired by Textilforum when I was at RISD as a graduate student. Now, here I am, published there. Now I can be an inspiration to students. What a gift. Textile Forum Quarter 2 2012: Resist Dyeing II
Roan Mountain
I went to Southeast fiber educator conference . Dan picked me up and we had a picnic on roan mountain .
The plant’s apparent fragility belies its ability to bend before adverse winds. —O’Reilly
it can sometimes be very difficult to maintain straightness of thought within the wind of events around me. I try to make my work desk an island but the outside wind comes and pulls me.
Eighth century resist dyed silk from China. I am in good company.
12 of 12 for October 2011
twelve and twelve for October. My family was up at Squam and I was here in Stony Creek. So 900 miles apart twelve and twelve!
12 and 12 September 2011
The Meaningfulness of Lives
This popped up on my email today and I wanted to share it. I am going through a lot of changes this fall professionally and in my art work. The Meaningfulness of Lives God? Conviction? Passionate intensity? What are the qualities that make for a life that matters?
12 of 12 for July 2011
This was a quiet day at my folks house in Sudbury, just enjoying their company and doing ordinary things.
12 of 12 for June 2011
Whidbey Island
Avidya
Mistaking the transient for the permanent, the impure for the pure, pain for pleasure, and that which is not the self for the self: all this is avidya, lack of spiritual knowledge.
12 of 12 for March 2011
Sassanian Textiles: A Senmurv!!!!
12 of 12 January 2011
Snow and sun
Birthday Twelve of Twelve December 12
106 on the hill
This is the house across the street. We are moving here and I hope to turn the other one into a studio. The landlord really wanted us to move into this one because he wanted someone who would take care of it.
12 of 12 for November 2010
Inside a Bud
“Happiness doesn’t exist on the far side of distant mountains. It is within you, yourself. Not you, however, sitting in idle passivity. It is to be found in the vibrant dynamism of your own life as you struggle to challenge and overcome one obstacle after another, as you clamber up a perilous ridge in pursuit of that which lies beyond.” […]
Bottom of The Hill — 2009
I walk past this red barn at the bottom of the hill by my house. My studio is past this, I turn a corner onto the road below, and walk back to just below my house at the bottom of the hill. Every time I walk from the house to the studio there are new […]