Wednesday, October 21, 2015

day and night

"Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.” 

― David MitchellCloud Atlas

Karma VI
This has been hanging on the other, vertical design wall away from all the other chaos. I've decided that it needs more construction type work before I can call it finished. Could be that I'll stitch it right to a canvas if I can find one the right size.
It's 20x21.

Even as I am stitching with opulently colored fabric and threads my eye keeps being drawn to the vigor and violence of the black and white things in the room.

I loved saddle shoes back in the day. Would wear them again if I could find the right ones.  Waiting for the sunlight to come through the front windows to get back to this one.

3 comments:

arlee said...

Now *that* is a strong piece. The self in the egg of discovery, or containment in a crazy world.

Deb said...

I love what you find in my work.Me. I see a fish on a stick that wasn't there when I started it.

arlee said...

well, fish *is* brain food, so that *would* protect against our stoopid-laden world ;)