Back from a wander, a journey restful and full of surprises. Stitched together in a variety of ways. Some literal and some figurative and some on gossamer in the body/mind. Wind was my deep companion through this week, and a crow, and some chickens. Black feather, red crop and constant movement of air on the plain, wind landscape. Wind Mother, a totem for my new outdoor studio, a simple table and chair under a shade sail on my deck. Created on my last day to remind me to stay present in the moment, and hear the whispers from the wind.
“Don’t just do something; stand there” Words shared over and over in the week.
Created with thread balls to form the head and body, buttons for a head dress and strips of cotton fabrics and vintage feed sack for a dress. It was an extraordinary week and I will share more another day.