And later, still with the idea of protection, I thought about Imagemaking as a form of Prayer. Not Artist-as-Channel, where any creation made in the zone (i.e. connected to holy source) makes the Making a form of prayer. But rather imagemaking as prayer for someone, the way a Unity Church group, for example, might pray for someone. Below combines at least 3 images.
1. driftwood, 2. Buddha at Ayutthaya, Thailand, 3. I’ve been everywhere, man, 4. Nuts to This, 5. Fabric House Brooches, 6. Untitled, 7. Untitled, 8. Takeoff, 9. How to love 1, 10. House in Azeitão, 11. IMG_7374, 12. Untitled, 13. spiderboytwo, 14. flip, 15. Hallowe’en exuberance, 16. windowlace with faux cat, 17. one way of seeing cypress knees, 18. IMG_8514, 19. winter morning, 20. squirrelita
Since being back from a weekend on the Vineyard, where the senses were feted by sea and rock and trees and food and friends, where the clutching concerns of daily life had a chance to relax, I am feeling things in my gut. Tending to one’s gut can be instructive. If I feel a little sick, as I have many times the last three mornings, I adjust what is right before me until I don’t. This may be a faint bug asserting itself, but I more than half-wish it weren’t – I could use a feedback loop this insistent and obvious!
I’ve slowed a bit here. Hurried other places. Quilting a lot. Working on creating new teaching gig, selling gig, and also tending to parental responsibilities.
Today, a two-man crew fixed our picket fence, and installed a gate where there had been none – in between the house and garage. Now, the fence makes a ring around the backyard. An enclosure. Come spring, I will be able to garden out back with Jack and not worry about where he has trotted off to. The renovation/repair echoes weekend discussions about boundaries. Here is a novel way to view boundaries:
A boundary is a region, not a line. It has the effect of defining what is included, as well as what is excluded. In fact, it is a place of meeting and connection, for it’s where your edges meet mine… We don’t know much about boundaries. Most of us have been taught to withhold ourselves behind invisible barriers… what we need to do is to find our edges and expand our awareness, to go deeper into our bodies. This doesn’t mean shutting someone else out. It means letting your needs in…
From, “No Enemies Within — A Creative Process for Discovering What’s Right about What’s Wrong” by Dawna Markova.
I love the idea that tending one’s boundary is about discovering one’s needs and including them, and not necessarily about keeping others out! Going deeper into the body is a challenge, and one I feel ready to embrace. I take a quote off the wall from the chiropractor’s office visited on Tuesday as further inspiration. The article pointed out that ‘even 10 minute bursts of activity provide the benefits of exercise’.
So, 10 minute bursts, here I come! Stomach geiger-counter, I’m listening! Sketchbook Project – you will stay home this year!
For this year’s Sketchbook theme, I chose — “a path through the woods”. I wanted something that offered the possibility of optimism, as well as a prompt for a narrative with a beginning, middle, and end.
I found a path leading into the woods, and followed it. Through twists and turns, past leaves, branches, and rocks, I lost my way. I paused to take pictures. Destruction from a recent storm caught my eye, as did an inky dark pool with its aura of bottomlessness. At some point, red markers, striped on trees, signaled the direction. I followed. Red stripes. Then, suddenly, sky – a teeny triangle of it – appears. Taking off my Converse all-stars, I left the woods and went home.
Today, the rain plops down and a chicken boiling on the stove fills the house with its homey aroma. Very little beats this kind of day.
Back when I was taking photos of urban scenes to adapt as decorations for a local after prom party, I also took a number of pictures of beech trees. They live in Brookline, just a street over from Beacon Street, and they are truly magnificent.
This quilt is small, about 8 1/2 x 11″. I used the bucket feature in Photoshop Elements 3.0 to change the background colors, which transformed the branch patterns into something resembling stained glass. I changed threads at least three times quilting the piece, which is a departure from my generally lazy approach to thread.
I’ve recently been back to visit these trees and have come to the conclusion that they are most beautiful when the branches are bare. This time of year, leaves are plentiful, obscuring the muscular structure of the trunks which I so love to look at.