EXTREME EXTREMELY

I feel like my little world is bathed in extremes at the moment. Deliberate explorations of colour and texture, opposed, contrasted, and all joined in what is a very detailed and exact series of things I am working on. Not necessarily precise, but all very much at the heart of how I am at the moment.
On the one hand - Extremely tactile textured pieces - the brush of woven wool against the skin, slightly harsh but tempered with cashmere and silk: the soft basket weaving texture of Silk Gima and large timber button, bold in it's description of stitch pattern: the gentle rustling of Shosenshi Paper [pictured above]creating what could at once be a Hawaiian hula skirt, or a walk through fields of corn: a tight knit weave pattern on a piece yet to be shown which is dense and very soft: dark deep colours, highlighting textural difference when worn together, their beauty in the sameness of colour but contrast of texture.
On the other hand - soft gentle pieces which flow and unfurl, cocoon and caress: A beautiful soft sock yarn from crazy4dyeing in Devil May Care colourway [pictured above] - not at all devilish, but more like spring blossoms, soon to be socks [the link to the actual pattern-for-purchase doesn't seem to be working for me] for it has turned cold and miserable: soft fine wools in a finer Concentric Circle scarf for myself, held together with a giant dragonfly button in silver - my dragonfly on a lilypad: snuggling with my children under handmade quilts to keep warm, and really thankful I put a warm fleece back to Pia's quilt because it is soooo soft and lovely.
Pieces all which somehow describe how I feel - alive. More alive than I have in months, and to touch, to acknowledge textural integrity as a part of living, that beauty can be found in that simple sensory act.




...POETRY. . . . .
Posted by:3GIRLS & a goat | April 09, 2008 at 11:28 AM
gorgeous textures.
i truly love that neckwarmer.
[i think i need space in my life to appreciate the textures in life. otherwise lost in the blur...]
Posted by:kirsten | April 09, 2008 at 12:14 PM
Glorious to hear you feel alive!
Posted by:michelle | April 09, 2008 at 02:36 PM
How wonderful....
You know, for a second when I clicked over hear and looked up at the pink, I thought "wtf? Where did I just go?" and I had to double check the URL....lol.....
How cold does it get in Sydney?
Posted by:Creature of Habit | April 10, 2008 at 04:17 AM
a very lovely post. poetry indeed. yes, texture and touch...we could all use a little more coziness.
Posted by:tyler | April 11, 2008 at 12:25 PM
nodding head at last sentence.
textural integrity as part of living.... oh yes. so good
Posted by:lisa s | April 11, 2008 at 02:49 PM
yes yes... your words bring those textures to life. i can almost touch by reading.
xox
Posted by:amisha | April 21, 2008 at 01:18 AM