As I got #8 out a few minutes ago to stitch on, I paused to look at the area still to be stitched. The page measures 9 inches x 20 inches with the work area being 3 inches x 13 inches. So far, only the top 3 inches have been stitched. More holes needed punching which caused me to wonder...if I go ahead and punch holes along the remaining 10 inches now (instead of an area at a time as I'd been doing), is it really possible to accept what is there and not add more holes as the process continues?
Sounds like a challenge to me. Let's see how it goes.
Showing posts with label connecting the dots. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 4, 2016
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
#8
Pristine white pages have been asking for their turn so I've obliged on #8.
2016 waiting = stitching #8 in progress
Red hand stitching on a pad of St Armand Canal Paper
whose pages measure 9 inches by 20 inches.
2016 waiting = stitching #8 in progress
Punching the holes from the back allows for slightly raised threads on the front,
giving the sense of a secret language when lightly touched.
Sunday, January 31, 2016
Waiting = stitching
For over 10 years now, it's been a habit of mine to hand stitch during times of waiting - on trips when someone else is driving, on flights, during quiet moments in the morning, watching tv and, most consistently, since my little urchins started taking various lessons after school.
My bag nearly always contained a roll of black cotton and a pouch of brightly colored threads. The stitching was intuitive while varing direction, stitch length and contrasts. The action itself gave me joy, a sense of contentment. It came as a great surprise toward the closing of 2015 to find myself no longer enamored with this work. It had become a chore and ended up being undone most often than not.
One morning during that week between Christmas and New Year's, as usual I found myself downstairs before the house woke, wanting to hand stitch, but being a bit reticent to do so. My old way was not working and I knew it, but what next? Try stitching on white cotton? On my rusted cottons? Or on that pad of St Armand Canal black denim paper that I'd bought in Santa Fe? Hmmm...now there's an idea.
I began with +'s by punching holes in the back for the rows
and then proceeded with this one. It was too much like what had come before and left me frustrated.
This luscious paper wanted to be different. Wanted me to stitch in a new way. Wanted me to embrace the chaos that I felt around and inside me. So on the third piece, I punched holes and then more holes on the back
My bag nearly always contained a roll of black cotton and a pouch of brightly colored threads. The stitching was intuitive while varing direction, stitch length and contrasts. The action itself gave me joy, a sense of contentment. It came as a great surprise toward the closing of 2015 to find myself no longer enamored with this work. It had become a chore and ended up being undone most often than not.
One morning during that week between Christmas and New Year's, as usual I found myself downstairs before the house woke, wanting to hand stitch, but being a bit reticent to do so. My old way was not working and I knew it, but what next? Try stitching on white cotton? On my rusted cottons? Or on that pad of St Armand Canal black denim paper that I'd bought in Santa Fe? Hmmm...now there's an idea.
2016 waiting = stitching #1
I began with +'s by punching holes in the back for the rows
2016 waiting = stitching #2
2016 waiting = stitching #3
2016 waiting = stitching #4
before beginning to stitch...all the while promising myself to stitch
only through the holes already punched,
2016 waiting = stitching #5
to not look at the front and
decide that another was needed just here...or right there. Just let go
and accept what exists.
2016 waiting = stitching #6
Acceptance = a sense of freedom = many ideas on where to go from here.
2016 waiting = stitching #7 in progress from back
I'm enjoying this new waiting = stitching series very much and am trying to take it slow and let the process guide me and grow organically rather than to rush and get ahead of myself.
By the way, if anyone knows where more pads of St Armand Canal paper in black denim (9 inches by 10 inches) can be purchased, would you mind dropping me a note? I'd be very grateful for the info.
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