 in love with fabric.  Made or modified,  knit or woven  hand spun --or not,  opaque or translucent,  all fill me with joy.  Cloth in the raw  can be as compelling as fragments that have done their time  Once, I think, I assumed a hierarchy--  accepting this object to be more valuable/ compelling/ worthy than that.  These days  not so much. 
Lynn
7/20/2016 04:25:44 pm
It took me a moment to realize that the last photo showed the shadow of one fabric on another - not printing of a dark net on the indigo cloth. Someday, I'd like to weave a doubleweave cloth, with a grid of stuffed tubes holding the top and bottom layers apart, so shadows can happen. Maybe the top layer would have transparencies. Heh. So much to do, so few hours.
sarah
7/22/2016 09:29:48 am
Stuffed double weave shadows! Fabulous idea, Lynn. And yes-- the shadow acting like another separate piece of cloth really struck me too --
patti kirch
7/20/2016 09:28:25 pm
Love your Artisticallifeartwork life Sarah!
sarah
7/22/2016 09:30:47 am
Perhaps you need a coracle to play in the Columbia River, Patti! They're not that great for going upstream in big water, but floating down could be fun...
Margaret stone
7/22/2016 02:45:55 am
Ah Sarah.You are making me long to spin, sew, knit and embroider. I just need to take the MIL home, get the youngest daughter ensconsed in a new home in Sydney, get the house ready for sale, and then I can spend time with all my "Spendigo" purchases!! Sometimes there are so many calls on my time that textiles take a backseat. By the way "Spendigo" is the name for our one and only national sheep show in Australia held at Bendigo Victoria. I bought up big but haven't had time to get it all out and squish it. I love your posts. So inspiring. Thank you.
sarah
7/22/2016 09:37:33 am
Spendigo sounds like heaven, Margaret, and I hope all of your "just" chores flow smoothly forward so you can soon sink into the pile of fiber goodness and remember how fabulous it feels. So hard, sometimes, to find simple and satisfying textile work that can fit into that kind of essential life busyness, though I usually fall back on spindles, as every inch of yarn both feels good and reminds me that it, too, is part of the whole. Thinking of you lugging boxes! Comments are closed.
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