Friday 31 August 2012

catching the moment



I try to be alert and awake by catching the moment and enjoy it. Catching the moment means creating space in my head, it let the turmoil of thoughts stop. The picture from the silk cloth, points out that soon, the online class from Jude Hill starts.
Working the Jude Hill way with  patches, dyed the India Flint way. Or maybe something totally different because I've loads of little felt pieces which can work miracles too. Working this way is, to be aware what you do without criticisms. If you don''t expect anything, just having fun working, miracles happen. Never ending space opens in those moments. I'm going to try to stay alert and awake if I notice my mind is drifting away to other places than the cloth I'm working on!
                   

                                               CATCHING THE MOMENT

Friday 17 August 2012

not the smartest.....

 I love to lay in bed in the evening, watching tv and stitch my blanket. The blanket I sleep under.
Sleep under work in progress......

BUT......
do you see the holes?

I need another blanket for sleeping and patch the holes in this one.
Oh it was such a luxurious feeling to sleep under this coloured by nature silk one....



Friday 10 August 2012

no photoshop....rain!!!!!

 no photoshop....rain!!!!

But it's good wheather to stitch while thingking about love, about the act of  love which is able to let go. About love that is so great that it gives space for a loveone that is going to die. To be able to say.....go...it's good...go...                                                                    

Saturday 4 August 2012

safe??????






What's feeling safe?
 Working at your uncertancies.     
 Searching for your own boundries.
 If possible...work!
                                      








               


                                    



                                      



Thursday 2 August 2012

Leo snor



My neighbour Leo snor  (Leo Moustache...)died.
 A sudden death.
So so strange.
But for Blaf, one of my dogs it was clear.
Before we knew Leo passed away, Blaf knew, she always stopped by his house to receive a cookie, now without even looking she walked her walk.

I wish Marion and Leo's children lots of strength in their sadness.