not even legs yet, and the arrival has changed things. as it would.
and as if i already knew, i woke this morning to thinking i would need to accept drawing the faces more with ink....give up the softness of graphite somehow. And i then knew i would need to really ask the question of WHY THE DRAWN FACES anyway? Why is that so important? What does it mean to the Energy of the Cloth? What does it mean to me? So here we are. Am hoping that tomorrow i can have time to go back through the Archives and look at faces over the 10 years. And even further back to remembering the faces on the fiber figures from long before Jude and Spirit Cloth. Those were done with modeling paste on gauze. Carved with my father's jack knife. Painted with oils that i bled with turpentine washes. A long time to get to Here. But Here i am. How do i do this?
i look so much forward to Legs, feet. I LOVE the arms and legs and feet of lizards. Just moments ago i was down to give water at the Wall Garden...lizards appear and disappear, their elegant selves. How they pause, perfectly still for a moment for eye contact, which feels like a Blessing to me. I SEE you.
