in reference to a post from Acey Sparklinglotusink.typepad.com Nichobella
The Daughter Cloth. just after Jude's patchwork Beasts....Cloth Weaving....made of torn strips of very used household cloth, stained and with holes. Wove and stitched while standing on a ladder. It hung on that Beam into the ROOM in New Mex. That other Life. I remember vividly the Ecstasy of learning i could weave a World if i needed to.
I stuck it in the Uhaul the day she left N. Mex for the first time..the day of the Intervention when her dad, my son (her brother) Alyssia and i pried her, some of her belongings, 2 dogs and the Goats out of a crazy marriage. I said i would finish it Someday. Someday, if i ever came to California. There could be a lot of words here. But i lost this post once already and i think because i don't need to put all those words here., or shouldn't. But i found it today, lost in the black hole of that cabinet in the bathroom.
it's Big. Too big for this modest clothesline
a good stick helped
but not enough....had to fold it over about 18 inches
i look at it today...it's Raw in many ways. I see that i have learned a LOT over the years. But i look at this....this image of a young Goat setting out on a long trail, UP. This was long before this Hill. This was the Goats first time in California. They came back. And now they came again....and this image has proven True. Now What?, i think?
