The inside is what I'm concerned with.The inner self.
I started over. I thought more about what is inside. 
I gathered winter branches. Balsam fir. Cedar. 
And wrapped them. 
They yielded. They seemed to like being wrapped into themselves. 
Springy. Light as birds.Stitched shut. Bursting with life.
They smell like outside.
They are female.They are full of promises.
They are full of memories. 
They are protection and nurturance. 
18 comments:
Judy, I love these. I love wrapping things... I wrapped herbs at one time, with string and thread. I can feel some work in my future, taking up vessels and wrapping again. Or at least its a river running by, if I choose to jump in, if not, I hope it will flow by me again and remind me someday.....
I love the photo of the group outside against a tree. Like standing stones, like figures, both, wonderful. Inspiration, thank you.
Very cool.
Judy, these are quite wonderful. Nurturing and protection, for a time that has a great need for it. -Sue
oh , how sexy really...
yowser that is good!
Not sure if you see Lucie M, but if you do, can you tell her I got in to the NJS x 4=)
These, along with your words, are truly lovely. Simple beauty whose essence radiates and en-wraps.
wondrous.
You, my dear, are amazing. Oh, to be in a room with these sweet smelling inner selves and their colourful skins.
awesome! totally, unbelievably, wondrously awesome!!
I love these deeply! Having had to move to the suburbs from a magical little woods of towering pines and old oaks, your tree bundles make me long for my little woods so much! I cry.
absolutely amazing.... love these... sigh
love these gorgeous and colorful bundles against the tree!
I love these primitive, expressive forms!
very nice judy!
wow! success!
I love these feminine figures, the wrapping, the opening.... and
I can imagine the wonderful smells.
Jacky xox
also say very cool.
They must smell wonderful! I love the perfume of pine wafting through the room.
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