I have now decided to have a break from blogging to concentrate on the work I am preparing for two exhibitions.
I've also found that blogging can rob me of the time I usually put into my journals, which have become neglected and were always so important to me.....
I have always seen life in seasons, and mine has changed in three major ways over the last 6 weeks.
Leaving my studio and turning my sitting room into a studio, and getting used to that.....and being alone more, missing the folks at Cuckoo Farm.
Leaving my church after 16 years to go to a new one....and trying to explain to friends just why....and not seeing them so often.
Then having to have Sooty put to sleep.... feeling all the afterwards guilt and doubt that comes with having made that decision, let alone the loss of a very vociferous, and "paws-on" companion.
All this will even out in time, and I will get used to the changes, but in the meantime I shall concentrate on my work and the website that I have been meaning to make for 3 years now, and the book to be started in the late Autumn....and my journals.
OF FIBRE AND LIFE... Bits and pieces of cloth sewn or glued together curtain the world. Bits and pieces of knowledge skillfully intertwined make up the study of history. Every civilization has this tradition of squirreling away precious fragments untill they are needed to create a whole. Works of art,especially in the 20th century are often nothing more than ordered fragmentations- with each fragment carrying it's own cultural load.