The way times goes

This was made during an intense period of caregiving for my sister so for that reason I can place it in time — about eight and a half years ago. I was really angry about it all at the time. It’s a piece of muslin that was written on, ripped into strips, woven and then top stitched with couched threads and other bits of fabric. I gessoed the surface at the end, or applied white paint — that part I can’t remember. It’s been fun to see some old pieces.

It’s a clear day! K is home and rattling around upstairs. I’m making coffee. Finn has his play date. K and I are loading the Subaru with step stool, drill, vacuum, tarps and baking soda and heading to Salem. It’s not The moving day, but we’ll ferry a couple of trunk loads over.

14 thoughts on “The way times goes

  1. Sue Batterham

    Definitely a bit of chaos in that first piece; I think you got it out of your system there! The leaning houses and the sky gives me a kind of dark feeling?

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    1. deemallon Post author

      The White journal piece definitely was cathartic. The other piece has a fairy tale feel to me, and yes, a little dark.

      Reply

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