Sun on the lake, perfect weather!! Healing rest time.
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
My brother’s photo of the day.
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.) […]
This is on the appalachian trail up by iron mountain. It is a cow drinking thing I think like a cistern.
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 […]
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 […]
Got from Slow Cloth…beautiful.
Article and slideshow from this weekend’s From the New York Times Magazine.
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
I went to Southeast fiber educator conference . Dan picked me up and we had a picnic on roan mountain .
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.
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!
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?
This was a quiet day at my folks house in Sudbury, just enjoying their company and doing ordinary things.
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.
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.
“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.” […]
Here is a picture of the red barn at the bottom of the hill by my house, as seen from the road I walk on to my studio. My studio is past this, turn a corner onto the road below, and walk back to just below my house at the bottom of the hill. Because […]