Studio Update: "Things Said and Left Unsaid" by Kirsten Weis

I began this piece in a fury in mid-July 2016. 

Things Said and Left Unsaid, in process. 2016-2017

Things Said and Left Unsaid, in process. 2016-2017

I didn't have a plan, per se. I had a stack of 3x3" squares, I had a pile of roving I had recently purchased at the local Fiber Fest, and I had a deep need to reflect on the way that the way that words spoken and words unspoken are both tangible. Both come together to form a dense fabric of memory. Of family. Both shape experience. Both can be done in the spirit of love and yet can be destructive in their own way. 

The longer I stabbed fleece through cloth, and the longer I stitched absence into tactile presence, the more I both understood that and found a kind of peace within it. 

Things Said and Left Unsaid, in process. 2016-2017

Things Said and Left Unsaid, in process. 2016-2017

In spite of all of the things we may wish we had heard, or wish we had said, in the end we are still left with a dense, nubby thing that, for better or worse, simply is. Gaps and ground both equally material. I recently finished Ruth Ozeki's wonderful A Tale for the Time Being, and old Jiko's Zen reflections seem appropriate: Said, unsaid, same thing.   

Things Said and Left Unsaid, in process. 2016-2017

Things Said and Left Unsaid, in process. 2016-2017

On Connection by Kirsten Weis

"Weave real connections, create real

nodes, build real houses.

Live a life you can endure: make love that 

is loving.

Keep tangling and interweaving and

taking more in,

a thicket and bramble wilderness to the 

outside but to us

interconnected with rabbit runs and

burrows and lairs.

Live as if you liked yourself, and it may

happen:

reach out, keep reaching out, keep

bringing in.

This is how we are going to live for a long

time: not always,

for every gardener knows that after the 

digging, after

the planting,

after the long season of tending and

growth, the harvest comes."

- Marge Piercy, "The Seven of Pentacles"

 

Morning walks by Kirsten Weis

This has been my season of cultivating new habits, and one amongst them is to go for a walk every morning. Occasionally I run, but for me there is no substitute for a brisk, contemplative walk. It's a good time to think and to quietly observe the world around me and the world of my thoughts. 

I often find little bits and bobs, textures that I want to wrap up and take home with me , tiny inspirations that may show up in derivative forms in my sketchbooks or stitchings. I'll be cataloging them here, taking photos on a single theme during my daily walks.

Today's inspiration brought to you by thick fog and delicate webs: 

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