remembrance

Now they are long gone, hiding
in the memory
of pink petal in full bloom.
To rest one´s face in a dew-wet peony
is a splendid experience.

Now outside my window, a wind
that blows away old habits
I guess I´m going outdoors and attend
to rest my face in those wind gusts.
hopefully, it will be
a splendid experience
when new habits enter in the storm.

Now on my signboard, a sketch
to dive into
looking for layer
with a new eye. yes,
a splendid experience
when habits change and
new opportunities open up.

just like the peony
no longer hiding
in a memory.

endless

Endless is the amount of color.
This is my color file,
my recipes for tones.
It´s filled but
we´re just in the beginning.
We, as in me and the color.

gentle breeze

Slowly taking place in the studio again. Summer hasn´t yet ended. I love August, it´s warm and chill at the same time.

I´m sorry I missed out last weekword, collection was a good one at splendid Textilspanieln. On friday it´s nostalgic at Silver linings 4 me, go there it will be fun!

Tomorrow I will host a board meeting for the council of Nordic Textile Art.
I´ve been preparing, and
I guess I´m back on track soon, but I´m not gonna let Summer trickle out that easily.

weekword: balance

Perhaps balance is an illusion?

Maybe we seek it too much?

If not in balance,

we might

see things odd and extraordinary.

we might

learn

learn something

about ourselves and

the stories that surrounds us.

Like the tell of this parasol stand.

.

It´s weekword, please go to Mary for more balance.

Here, the colors are balanced from a weekword in May.

I guess my two weekwords of balance contradict, but

that might be what balance is all about?

mary has the word

I´m sorry I couldn´t do last weekword at Henniemavis it was such a wide word... I´m thinking about it still though BRAID.
But this was last week and for You who want to play this week Mary has the word!

For me, I´m on an island and now I´m out to pick blueberries!
See You soon!

kanske / maybe

Fantasin kan vara porten till oändligheten.

Imagination might be the gate to eternity.

weekword: rebel

At night
I sneak out the door
dressed in pyjamas
I pretend
that our district is a forest
and the people are roe-deers.
I pretend
the non-existence of society
I´m the city slicker rebel
at least
I pretend.

Visit clever Carmen and our rebel friends for more stories.
If You´re a rebel, pease join this weekword!

shy

we promised to be back the day after,
we promised carrots.
Our little one got shy.

pictures by husband.

white

white horses

at sea.

the water was so forgiving.

white horses

fellow-creatures of peace.

I knew

they would whiten my soul.

pax

Dom kom
från Ingenstans
Dom kom
med fred.

They came
from Nowhere
They came
with peace.

Last picture by husband.

reflection

This piece has something in mind for it self, I don´t know what.
Not today, but I´m going to cut it in to smaller pieces. They are going further.
I´ll keep You up dated.

lupin columbine

Det magnifika i
det lilla det stora det lilla det stora...
Lupin och Akleja i vår lilla trädgård.

The magnificent in
the tiny the huge the tiny the huge....
Lupin and Columbine in our tiny garden.

N.E.W.S.

element och sinnen
färger och förstånd
frågor och svar
Kompasser.
.
pågående arbete.

elements and senses

colors and comprehension

questions and answers

Compasses.

.

work in progress.

.

from sketch:

yellow in the middle: vision

inner circle: green- water, red- earth, orange- fire, blue- air.

outer circle, clockwise : hearing, feeling, flavor, scent.

so shall You reap

Our potatos!
and red currant.
and... well something in the home made owen.

weekword: number

Four is the age of my son.
and he took these pics.

This weekword is number and Peggy chose it! Go there she has a number of participants!

Have a lovely weekend!