masterpieces

hi,

walks with friends are so enlightening. realised when i got home that the unsureness and trepidation is another weather pattern passing through. feeling unsure, not confident, and a bit terrified are feelings. not identity. ah, relief.

for my birthday, samwell and i made collages. usually, when i sit to collage i've got an agenda. i'm going to manifest the future. this time, i had no idea what would come. it was uncomfortable. we almost didn't get out the glue and scissors because of my resistance. and then we did and it became.

you do not even have to believe in yourself or your work.

you have to keep open and aware directly 

to the urges that motivate you.  

-martha graham

something tells me that learning this and living through this with my feet still on the ground, my project still becoming, is this year's promise. here it is, two weeks later and i'm already swimming through self-doubt and firm confirmation.

and in there is honouring some of my masterpieces that haven't made it to your sight yet.

i grew some amazing red leaf. that's freckles romaine (so cute!) started at bee greens greenhouse.

i knit this for two friends. it's Girasole by Jared Flood. definitely the most challenging beauty to yet dance off my needles.

and after samwell's mother's death in early autumn, i was honoured to sew her body a shroud. our aunt ironed and planned, i cut and sewed. at the cemetery many sat in awkward chairs and blanket stitched straps to wrap it up. wish i'd had the lens to show you some ageing, unfamiliar hand settle into the beat of needle and thread. in the background, the young 'uns dug the hole until they were tired--then they stitched, too. sunshine through cedar boughs. a most tender and moving day.

xo,
k