Kyosai is the artist who made the woodblock in my last post (1831 - 1889).
There's another print of the tiger being captured 'live' by a Norwegian.
and the lines of movement in it. The story is that the dragon, Ryujin, an Ocean Kami (god)
very well loved in the culture of Japan has had his jewel stolen. You can see this jewel tucked
under the Princess' left arm. It's supposed to be a huge pearl. All of Ryujin's ocean helpers,
Jellyfish and small fish, are in the fight to retake the jewel. I just had to sew on this.
Then added some of the Paper piecing on the sides. The moons always want to be
to be in on things. This desktop will not let me size, center or change
or work with type sizes. I have no idea how this will come up.
Then I turned it over...
and fell in love. I'll be restoring some of the broken threads.
Every once in a while something as beautiful as this finds me.
Cool and dry now after big rain last night.
In keeping with the spooky season, I've decided my approach to all this will
be dark comedy. This way I'll stay away from hurt or blame and just try to figure out what the heck
went on. Social issues were to blame more than anything else but we were a crazy bunch. I'm laughing
I read this
This morning right after reading this;
Have we lost our minds?
On my birthday my friend, who I rent my mom's house to, brought over a double armful of daffodils from mom's yard. It was like mom had somehow arranged it all. We used to gift each other daffodils as they bloomed on our birthday.
I just had two surgeries and wanted to give a thank you gift to my neurologist and surgeon. The second cloth in my last post seemed to be the best choice so I made another one close to it in color and design. It's hard to tell but I think they both liked it. I love the lack of shaky hands and feet.
I came across a bag of torn strips of fabric from Jude Hill's Cloth to Cloth class years ago.This is the first result from going back and exploring it again. Have made 2 more since andenjoy the process at the end of adding smaller squares to the finished weave. Itbreaks up expected patterns.
Above is how I've been feeling since Wed's Innaguration. Hopeful, full of big H Hope.
Things bubble up that I don't even realize were stuck in my head; Pandora's box,
hope being a thing with feathers, a visit from a flock of turkeys (gobble gobble),
an eagle and vulture
settleing a disagreement about a meal
in our side field.
toll on me in the Hope department. I mean, it ain't
getting amy better amd is getting worse fast. I'm
even using fusible as hand sewing is harder.
One good thing in all this... I'm approved for DBS surgery which
will do away with many of the most annoying PK symptoms.
Met my neurosurgeion and am in the middle of pre operation
tests. I'm full of hope. Full of expectation and looking forward to
driving, walking and sewing again.