Sunday, May 23, 2010

the eye of the storm

the country is going to the dogs
I've had hardly any paying work since autumn
I'm busy organising gigs, workshops, anything, at any price. All municipal money for culture has been frozen, by the government
sometimes I am paralyzed by anxiety
mostly I make do
but, in the midst of all this and more
I'm having fun. and much more than fun
collecting fleeces
making and undoing bundles
and
the cloth to cloth online course by jude hill
plantdyed silk on cotton
If I put an eye in there it will be a storm
a spidersweb
a sun
a dreamplace
it is waiting do become

canvas
or
doodlepad
or
as is



he he sons clothes slowly turning into drawstring bag
a beginning

and some more which are beginnings of beginnings, sparks of ideas searching for their shape

no more words, I will sleep, and dream, and weave

6 comments:

Healing Woman said...

You will do all those things, sleep, dream..and I think you are a fabulous "dreamweaver"

Manya Maratou said...

Healing woman, thanks. maybe because I don;t get enough sleep I dream awake?

jude said...

these weavings seem to dream themselves into existence....

Harnett-Hargrove said...

The process of weaving is always fresh no matter how many times handled. These are so very on the soft side of weaving. -J

yvette said...

suberbe!

ξωτικό said...

we always weave MAGIC

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