I include a couple of pictures of cypress knees from South Carolina because of how much they resemble the figure in the top quilt’s foreground — hooded and slightly bent, like a monastic order of the swamps.
Pattern and Outrage : Dee Mallon
cloth, justice, writing, and food
Cyprus knees? Who knew? Love them. They Absolutely have spirits don’t they?
It felt like a crowd on that Caw Caw conservation land
beautiful reflections in photographs and stitch
They do look like witnesses. Silent observers.
Swampland is kind of icky and also very provocative. Could be the beginning of murder mystery.
“Bodies in the Caw Caw Swamp” ?
On a trip to New Orleans, we stopped at a visitors center in Lafayette, swamp area where a white alligator resided. Eerie place filled with ghostly currents and mystery, a greenish tinge to the air and as I looked over the swamp area, I noticed a cypress knee but had no idea that’s what it was. Took a photo and when we got back home to Texas, I looked at the photo and it whispered what it was…Swamp Buddha.
Swamp Buddha! That’s good. These cypress knees strongly reminded me of monks.
Amazing pictures of the swamp, like people in the water. Love the piece with the hearts
Thanks, Debbie. At certain times of day the algae in the water picks up the light and makes stripes like a rainbow. It was cool.
wonderful quilts!
Thanks again.
witnesses, we are.
still waters sure do run deep. I like the name “Cypress knees”. somewhat like an iceberg – only seeing the knees of drowned bodies. your photos (which I love) give me a fear in their still silence. a listening. Also love the fabrics with script; eerie witnesses hiding full messages as well.
Mystery runs around the south absolutely everywhere it seems.
cloth words always whisper to me … this open weave over words especially
I did a few of these. Found this over the weekend.