My rug ‘Puddles in the Sky and Rings of Time and Beyond’ is still growing. I can not help it, it keeps getting bigger and bigger. I guess some things are not meant to be small.. my Universe is growing and growing and growing and…..
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dying
the word resides unintentionally and dreams..
worn out
After a weekend of packing, cleaning, fixing, selling, throwing out the old, tidying and organizing… we feel a bit worn out. Still three more days to go though…
my collection is growing..
The things you find when you are emptying your cupboards…
Wave of Enlightenment
Because I am working on my book ‘Leftover Universe’, Images come back to me and fall into place. (picture I took of a mushroom in 2001)
Mood before lifting off
Ship of the Desert
dance like a peninsula tied to my fixed existence because this ship of the desert is leaving for the woods again where it ought to live from its own savanna once more And there I am….packing…again! Making everything ready for our trip to somewhere. Will I find my home this time? …I do hope so..Continue reading “Ship of the Desert”
Aiyana
Sometimes you let fear take over and things suddenly look rickety and weak.. You struggle.. The overwhelming illusion of gravity pulling you down. – Aiyana – Native American name for ‘forever flowering’. drawing/collage production date: January 2010 size: 30 x 30 cm material: cutout digital print and pencil on paper
Flower of Mould
After not doing the dishes for two weeks, back in 2002, I found this beautiful blanket of mould in my kitchen. The image I took/made of it, I used as an inspiration for a jacquard woven blanket in 2007. Mould being a metaphor for when things ending or dying, always something new comes alive. Transformation.Continue reading “Flower of Mould”
