Terranaut
Today is a small day. I woke late and as a result chased every chore into the late afternoon. As for art, the sticks and stones are not fully cured. Another day or so and I will bring them inside and begin crafting. Strange, building the dolls is the last thing on my mind. It may wait longer than a day or two. I just cannot wrap my head around it right now. Patience may be the best approach as some of those sticks are unique and impossible to find similar configurations. I do not want to ruin anything having one chance to build it to work. I will wait. That seems the wisest approach. If method is anything like the last doll, I will see it in a dream or the fabric will cry out from my hands. Nothing like being in the middle of creation and not be just a passive observer.
I also spent several hours sewing together the quilt top for next year's competition. Since Easter I built up a large amount of angst and personal terror about picking up needle and thread again. As of this afternoon, taking time to thread each sharp made it easier to adjust and reduce my fears. I can happily say that I am now back at being mindfully lost in the stitch. More joy than I can explain is pulsing through every limb. Quilting is the right thing to do instead of waiting to start again come June.
As for the rest of the night, I will try to write and read. Tarot studies linger in the back of my mind. Attending to the hints and interests have been difficult, but I am plugging away at a my own pace. I have no deadline, but I want to move forward with my studies this spring as a personal goal. For one thing, tarot studies feed the scope of building my visual language for collage and quilting. Whether traditional or avant garde interpretations, the intellectual and emotional play hardly ever stagnates. When it does, I always know where to pull water from the well.
Note: I edited the post Wasu Wasu again. It is located two posts before this one.
As ever, stay hungry and curious.