Friday, May 18, 2012
heart absolutely
roses.
you keep giving them, they keep fading and dying anyway, but they are beautiful for a short time.
dyed and marked,
layered,
used,
stitched,
removed,
painted,
layered,
stitched again,
12 hours of stitching time,
12 more hours,
12 more hours,
hours and hours....
the layers of wool change into a single piece of wool and
I continue and continue.
STUNNING!
ReplyDeleteFor this post, the last and all: there are no words; just pure emotion.
ReplyDeletemind is amazed as eyes feast on this glorious manifestation of your vision!
ReplyDeleteeach rose is like a day
ReplyDeleteand you use yours, like a rose
knowing something, acting.
preserving the essence of the perfume, the thorn like your needle
preserving the beauty.
gorgeous work.... and we are just like roses... beautiful and here for a short time...
ReplyDeleteRepetitive beauty....both visually and physically (and probably mentally), this brings much pleasure.
ReplyDeleteCycle of life in cloth.
Jacky xox
pure. original. inspired. beautiful.
ReplyDeleteOh, Judy, admittedly I am a bit unstable and feeling fragile tonight, but this post brought me to tears. In so few words you tell us a life story of dedication. I think of Rembrandt--that kind of dedication to the craft.
ReplyDeleteWow. Mom, this is unbelievable. So perfect.
ReplyDeleteExquisite Judy, and your blog is wonderful!
ReplyDeleteMagnificent, makes me think of meditation and perseverance. Very inspirational.
ReplyDeleteAhhh, Judy, like rose petals floating on the rippling water ...
ReplyDeleteA beautiful work !
I love the presence of time in your works.
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