A dye sampler waiting for stitch
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YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and the blues look some aqua?
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there was a shift with the color. not really aqua — just some shade of indigo.
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Both of these breathtakingly beautiful. I think I could pick your work out of a stack. There is just something about how you put things together that has… I don’t know… A primal? feel to it.
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yes…i was just thinking that when i thought to come back and look again….her “hand” is so much and always so strong since the very
beginning…Patricia Cloths, like a fingerprint…they carry the
constant Energy of kinship
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ah, yess…this is it too…EVEN the dye pieces, on their own, before
any stitching…even they have your touch and sensibility, Patricia…
which is almost more amazing than the creations of form
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Beth–i seem to resonate with primal. the common denominator perhaps. so glad you like it–
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These are both stunning, looking forward to seeing the stitched results of the second one.
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it’s coming along–may have fallen iinto a rabbit hole.
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I love how your needle traces the marks left by your dye runs … and the crab sun is a perfect July/Cancer cloth (although there is s touch of Kachina there, too).
As Debbie said, I can’t wait to see where your needle takes you with the sampler.
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oh, but the things i’m seeing in the cloth have become very strange!
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enjoy your time with the ocean
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thanks Mo. it was definitely a trip unlike others.
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You took the ocean with you Patricia because when I look at the second cloth, with its wonderful colors of blue, sand, gold, I smile. I can see you barefoot, walking along the sand, looking for just the right spot, to sit and place the cloth, right on the sand, it would feel at home, soaking up sea spray, being infused with the sounds of the sea, the seagulls, if Logan is with you, his happy laughter. Before you even set foot near the ocean, this cloth quietly spoke of the ocean, her essence -; the markings telling the story of treasures from the tangled bits of flotsam and jetsam and seaweed and broken shells and sea plants. So often what comes from the dye pot is unpredictable but sometimes, we infuse a cloth perhaps with a longing and in this cloth, I like to think you were thinking of your sojourn to the sea and it all came together as a map …
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Marti–your words always resonate with poetry. some of what you
imagined actually happened. the markings are telling the story of sea as well as the inner stories of family dynamics and “her-story.” not always easy to convey–
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the second one DOES seem like water… beautiful flow-y submarine in feel. I feel cooled by it.
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yes, i look back on the picture of the cloth as it was, and look at it as it is–and i wonder at it all. geeze.
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