Occasionally my work returns to me for an adjustment or repair. The chasubles made for the chapel at The Village at Orchard Ridge were lined in slippery fabric, so that they hang away from the pastor's alb. The Chaplin reported that they slipped backward during worship, becoming uncomfortable. We devised a solution of cotton … Continue reading A Chasuble Returns to the Studio
This art piece was doomed to be unfinished, untouched for months but still in the range of daily examination. The aha! direction found me as I drove over the mountains, pondering my child's life. "He's never going to be happy until he learns to dance on the rim of nothingness." I thought. "No, it is I that … Continue reading Advent Interlude 4
Let every heart prepare him room. Some years, preparing room is as simple as changing the sheets in the guest room. Other years, the room has been renovated. But this is a year that requires an empty space. The tree is decorated. Presents are wrapped. Packages are shipped. I need this empty little stable with its one … Continue reading Advent Interlude 3
Be still. Dark, still, afraid. Breath held. Glimmers of light. Paused in wonder. Air sucked in and slowly exhaled. Be still. Photograph of Advent stole made in 2014, sold at first touch to a dear friend.
Bare branches define short day skies. Bring a lamp. Be prepared for dark nights. Advent stole made on speculation and available for purchase at fibergig.
The new stoles for $75 are in our online shop, fibergig, at Etsy. Starting point: stack of selected fabrics. Prepared for paint, stencils, and screen printing. Painted, ready for embellishment, highlights, lining. See our stoles at fibergig.etsy.com/shop.
Advent, my favorite liturgical season, suggests mystery and anticipation. What's happening? and When? I never cared for magic as a child, but I did love the present making and wrapping and the cookie baking that filled time in December. I even bought into cleaning because that preceded the decorating and then company and festivities! My … Continue reading Mystery, not Magic
Here it is! An answer to the question I shared on October 9 of this year: What possesses me? I visited my son recently and discovered the answer in a piece of my own art, "Waiting for the Rain." When Joe first saw the piece, he studied it and then turned to me with the comment, … Continue reading What Possesses Me?