chaos and order …
the butterfly flaps
its wings

chaos and order …
the butterfly flaps
its wings

early dark
this need to explain
the meaning of life

distant train …
as if I had
the answer

felting class
we stop to smell
the roses
.
I made the purple and white flowers during a felting class by Beate Maxzin of Wolllust, “atelier fuer filzbegeisterte,” Augsburg. I am very pleased with the purple flower in particular! Wunderbar!

noon heat ...
seeing what
isn’t there

chiaroscuro …
breathing through
the holes


worn smooth
by the sea
my sharp edges
falling petals—
she gently combs
her hair

aging carousel
the restorer picks up
her brush

the unforgivable otherness of flowers . .
.
(my first attempt at a wet-felted flower didn’t turn out very well: unforgivable!)

not quite
female …
doll

worlds within worlds . . .
rockpools holding
the restless sea

clock repairs
the watchmaker slows down
the minute hand

quiet hour lighting the unknown

candied fruit . . . preserving my sanity

air-dried olives—
her advice to avoid
the sun
(this is the wet-felted bowl drying. It ended up with more wrinkles than I wanted for it, so I may needle felt it tomorrow)

the smell
of golden wheat fields . . .
millstone

Photo of the first stage of wet-felting a bowl!
chains or wilderness . . .
life choices of the unfinished
bear
.

from my window
the path to
the woods

brass pedestal
the ceiling fan’s
hum

sugar wool—
in the long queue
short tempers

summer night’s dream—
and on the eighth day
she made a bear

evening hour—
sound of the wind
from the mountain
.
This is a later stage of the felting

Alpine air—
scent of the bubbling
stream

the old flame’s
swirling skirts …
summer’s day

bouncing light
togetherness in a group
portrait

cooling down
the weight of this heat
.

summer grass
the tortoise overtakes
the hare
.
I am planning a tortoise race this Saturday and these are the badges I've made for the tortoises (suspiciously similar to the two local football clubs 🙂 ).

blues song
the barmaid wipes
her tears

summer solstice
the delayed train
of thought
