Tuesday, May 11, 2010

a line is a line is a line

some lines are meant to be

drawn from the eye
to the hand
and back again

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

a journey's end

ending this journey is just the beginning...
as new ideas unfold and time becomes something that i can play with again..

Sunday, March 7, 2010

your moon, our moon

i was just thinking about the moon ...

that is, your moon ...
and our moon ...

Sunday, February 28, 2010

the moon is ....

"the moon is.....

..... the roof of the world" she said

"no" he replied

"it is the earth beneath your feet"

"maybe" the girl pondered,

"just maybe.....

........ it can be both"

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

not so linear ...

the thing about experience is that it feels linear


i suspect experiences are like memories


don't follow a line at all...

they are multi-layered and collapse in on each other.. and concertina out in different configurations when we remember them...in different ways depending in why we remember them ...

so it is with this journey cloth ....

i remember making this section and thinking about the many crosses in the city of paris

and the many footsteps i had left there

along with the multitude of layers the city has
and the circles i searched for
and found
how all seemed old
and pulsing with life .......
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Friday, February 19, 2010

footsteps of love in there ....

the cloth is '87 vintage.. from my art school days made during a strange and fragmenting time..
.. the decision to repurpose this piece means that it becomes relevant to my life now .... by treading again over this territory, i found myself savouring the old and celebrating the new.. feeling love for what was .... and for what is
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Saturday, February 13, 2010

long journey complete

again on the floor
where it began

steps and spires
layers and stitch

make up this journey
and the memories

are rolled


this has been a dream

something to treasure

a pleasure to travel

a joy to recall

Saturday, January 30, 2010

moon singing

the journey is stitched
fragments and circles
come to life

memories of ancients

pavement sun

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

time travel

the abu dhabi sky held me in awe
light and shadow playing on a peaceful sea
wrapped around my senses like a familiar blanket

grave impressions

well heeled walking
through white