just a teensy little time to stitch today (so far) and nothing picture worthy as i’m still just stitching, stitching, stitching on what i call the basic, infrastructure level. next stage of unfolding on both works should start soon.
stray thoughts that kept me company today when i shoved the ubiquitous work aside and began stitching on this one “flash image” simply to assuage my soul’s craving:
- harry chapin’s mr. tanner. a song i had somehow missed until slug sent it to me as i worked on my thesis. it’s about one mr. tanner, a dry cleaner by trade, who sang with his magnificent baritone voice whenever he could because singing made him “feel so happy and it made him feel so good/and he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul/he did not know how well he sang, it just made him whole.”
- willa cather who said “the end is nothing; the road is all.”
- in her book walking on water: reflections on faith and art, one of my hands-down favorite authors of all time madeleine l’engle says the work knows more than you do. it comes like an annunciation and you can choose to be the vessel and create the work . . . or not. if you say yes, says l’engle, it’s your job as artist to follow where the work leads, trusting it as you go.
company indeed.
gotta’ love this slow-cloth that allows time for breathing and thinking and being.