Friday, March 29, 2013

A view of and from a
tiny chair....
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 




Friday, March 22, 2013





Today, dear ones, something special:


                                                                       cucurrucucu
 



I wanted to send you some space, also- a few blank pages to consider.  The idea of sending emptiness, of expressing empty space and open time, has been on my mind- since last summer, when I read Terry Tempest Williams' When Women Were Birds.

Her poetic and compelling story is this:  her dying mother left her journals to her; when she later read them, after her mother was gone, she found the journals were blank, or rather, filled with empty space and time. 

Ms Williams' on her book, here.

This light space is subtle, quiet, and pregnant.  It holds the source of all beginnings, like the white spaces in Turner paintings:  all atmosphere and sky, wind and firmament.  All the oceans, the seas, the sea of possibilities.


Tuesday, March 19, 2013

fed up with fandango?




yellow cocktail music

May I suggest that you put on the yellow cocktail music, and then return here to look at these next images?  Better, even, if you sip your bees knees while you look.











finis

Saturday, March 9, 2013


Today, loved ones, I give you Joan Mitchell and Graciela Iturbide:







 



See more of La Mitchell here

and La Iturbide here.

 
 
Greetings, dear ones.
 
You might desire a higher authority as further impetus to spin. Here are a few things to get you started:
 
 
 
 


 
and some Spinners,
and some Knitters.
 
 
You'll want a bit of fluff to spin, too... there is nice wool for spinning (and other fibers, too) on Etsy.
 




Saturday, March 2, 2013