Friday, October 21, 2016

long ago deserts

Distance has no meaning in the desert-not if the rider knows the way of things, the points of similarity between this and that, the places where the sky can fold.
                                                                                                          -seanan mcguire
                                                                                                                     In the Desert Like a Bone
New Mexico
I like the idea of a sky folding...


I'm at my best when I am

I'm at my best when I go

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

exploring new worlds

making time to make stuff.
Trying out some new techniques, new ideas...
while I explored
I found the full moon on the dye rack today!

Monday, October 17, 2016

Making time for Medicine


"i come away with that thought, how making, known or unknown, makes the antidotes...." ~ grace

I've been spending some time Making lately, Making time to Make stuff.
expanding my vocabulary,
exploring and experimenting, as I do...
a different form of medicine
good for what ails me

Sunday, October 16, 2016


remaining bits
We had a Gypsy moth attack this year. The caterpillars ate the trees down to bare twigs by mid June.
Preferring the pines and oaks, they got to the maples last, leaving bits of the leaves behind.
My little Japanese maple is making the most of its shreds of finery.  

I seem to be trying to go in forty different directions at once. I never am sure of where to start, everything seems equally important. There are some changes looming ahead and I want to meet them on my terms. I just wish I had a better description of what those terms are. Its hard to trust that this will sort itself out if I can just trust the process of sorting it out.

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Easing back in.

early autumn  grape leaf
Depression is a hell of a thing

spider on button bush
I don't know how other people experience it,
I withdraw, I medicate, I lose touch.

fungus and lichen, oak stump
I lose people, sometimes forever...  
and that is sad too.

 eastward long view
It's not relaxed, just anxiety, endless and paralyzing.

last of the lilies

It rises like a wave, and I tread water until it recedes.
Sometimes that can take years.

wild aster in the poison ivy
I learn how to treat it, I medicate it, I get some help (I'm fortunate)

wild aster
Eventually I start to wade out.
Sometimes that can take years too.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Still Thinking

Nest 20
 Nesting has been with me for a long time now, 3 or 4 years at least. Sometimes it has shown up as art but it has also been a large part of my activities. I find myself sorting all the strands of my life, trying to find the shape of it. What do I want it to be?
Nest 21
Looking again at Tribes and Icons
more sorting 
trying to understand their stories, who they are