Hope and the flu

January 29th, 2015
Minnie and Frieda sharing the dog bed.

Minnie and Frieda sharing the dog bed.

It seems it’s normal for the flu to take its toll  emotionally as well as physically.  And since I’m feeling that emotional zap today, presumably from my body fighting to keep me healthy, and I’m feeling really low, I thought I’d put up this picture of Frieda and Minnie sharing the dog bed in front of the wood stove.

It’s a picture of something I never imagined would be.  Because for so many years,  Frieda chased Minnie relentlessly and tried to kill her again and again.  I still find it hard to believe that they actually get along now.

I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of, or completely used to seeing these two so comfortable with each other. I don’t know how it happened, how they worked it out.  I’m sure part of it is that Frieda got old and mellowed some. And part of it is the mystery of how they communicate with each other, what goes on between them that I’ll never know.

It’s hopeful thought, not only in the obvious way, but in my own way of thinking about change.  For all those things that I see as stagnant and hopeless, this reminds me that there’s so much I don’t know and so many possible outcomes  that I’m sure I never even imagined.  It also reminds me that at some point, maybe even later today, I’ll be feeling better than I have for the last couple of day.

 

 

 

A Drawing For Today

January 28th, 2015

drawing

HERS-Borders no Beads

January 27th, 2015
HERS

HERS

I finished HERS this afternoon.  No beads, but a border.  The gold lace around the edge of the border is a hand crocheted metalic lace.

I’m still not exactly sure what this piece is about, but I think it may have to do with the absence of Simon in the pasture.   Simon used to dominate the pasture, and without him, it’s been taken over by Fanny and Lulu.  Fanny brays now,  almost every morning and even Lulu is starting to make some noise.   I don’t remember them doing this before Simon.    So, maybe, in a way, it’s about the switch from a male dominated pasture to a female one.

But it’s also about me coming back to my studio after all that’s happened here in the past few weeks.   About adjusting to the new reality on the farm.  Which is one without Simon and Lenore.

HERS is sold.

“HERS” A new wall hanging

January 26th, 2015

hers

This one has me stumped.  I don’t know what it’s  about.  I just know I really needed to get into my studio and do some work this morning.  Feeling physically crappy from having the flu is one thing, but I think it also threw me off emotionally.  It’s like my skin is paper thin and my emotions are hovering just beneath it.  I’m raw and weepy, irritable and tense, indecisive and scattered.

Doing my work grounds me.  Creating brings me back to myself.

This morning, laying in bed, I saw a bottle with a heart in it, a hand and a donkey.

In my studio I went looking for the linen to put them on.  When I saw the hand towel that someone had embroidered “HERS” onto, I pulled it out of the pile.  I still can’t say why it was the right one, just that it is.

I have a feeling this piece is mostly done.    If I add anything else,  it will be some beads and/or a border.

Big snow storm coming tomorrow, but luckily that won’t keep me from getting to work since it’s just a short shoveled path to my studio.   I know I’m going to want to get back to this tomorrow.  Just writing the words, beads and border got my mind going in a good way.   It brings my scattered mind to focus and cradles my emotions safely inside of me.

Clever Girls

January 26th, 2015

hen nest

The hens made a nest on top of the highest hay bale in the barn.  It’s been there long enough for two eggs to freeze and two eggs to be still fresh.  Finding it, on the eve of a snowstorm,  was like seeing the first crocus of spring.  I tossed the frozen eggs into the pasture and broke the fresh eggs on the ground for the hens to eat, and thanked them.

Wearable Earth Jewelry by Kathleen Nohe

January 25th, 2015
Wrapped Stone Necklace by Kathleen Nohe

Wrapped Stone Necklace by Kathleen Nohe

I’m really excited.  At our last Open House I sold Kathleen’s Nohe’s wrapped stone necklaces.  At that point she had sold a few of them but it was mostly a hobby for her.  When she sold out of the necklaces she made for the Open House she decided to take her work more seriously.

Now Kathleen has a website where she’s selling her art.  It’s called Wearable Earth Jewelry and she has necklaces and earrings for sale.  You can also custom order jewelry.  The stones all contain different healing energies so you can choose what’s right for you.

So if you are one of the people who missed out on getting one of Kathleen’s necklaces during the Open House, or if you’re just curious, click here to  take a look at Kathleen’s new website.  Her blog isn’t up yet, but soon she’s going to be writing about her work and the stones she uses as well as selling them.

This is  exciting for me because it’s   just what I had hoped would happen when we first thought of having our Bedlam Farm Open House’s.  They were intended to show and sell  the work of unknown artists.  To inspire and encourage.  Now I’m inspired by Kathleen and her work.

 

Deb Feeding the Animals

January 25th, 2015
Deb feeding the animals

Deb feeding the animals

Deb’s been coming to feed the animals since Jon and I got the flu.  Today I got this picture of her out our living room window.  It’s sweet to see them all gathered around her, knowing they’re all taken care of.

Quiet Day At Bedlam Farm

January 23rd, 2015

quiet day

Spending a quiet day at Bedlam Farm.  Both Jon and I and all the animals are hanging around the wood stove, staying warm, drinking lots of tea and soup.  Getting better with each moment.

Patient Time

January 22nd, 2015
Minnie on the couch

Minnie on the couch

The chills move through me like waves
from the top of my head to the tips of my toes
then back again

My skin tingles with evil fairy dust
the aches in my neck and back accentuated
with each wave

I can’t get warm, but the thermometer reads 102.6

Can’t remember the last time I felt this way.

Just finished a book about artist Vanessa Bell,
Virginia Woolf’s sister,
Their brother died of Typhoid
Virginia’s husband, Leonard,  was healed of Typhoid
by staying in bed for three months
and only drinking fluids

I can’t help but think of this when
my body aches the way it does today

What’s it like to stay in bed for three months
and trust you’ll get better
just by resting and drinking

I can only believe that time was different back then
both quicker and slower
more patient.

 

A New Forest of Heart Tree Potholders for Valentine’s Day

January 21st, 2015
Apple Heart Tree (after our apple tree)

Apple Heart Tree (after our apple tree at the farm)

Kim called this afternoon, telling me she had my Heart Tree Potholders all done.  These are the ones I made last week, before our trip to Disney.   I only have one still available from yesterdays batch of Heart Trees Potholders.

Now I have eight new Heart Tree Potholders for sale.  I stitched them all  on tea-stained Vintage Hankies.  Some of the hankies are shear, so I put a piece of fabric behind them.  That fabric has barely visible pine trees and red cardinals on it, which can be seen through the hankies. I liked the way it gave the trees a background.

Each potholder is $23 +$5 shipping for 1-2 and $7 shipping for 3 or more. (shipping is a bit more outside the US).  If you see a tree for you or your Valentine, just email me here  at maria@fullmoonfiberart.com.  I take checks or can email you a paypal invoice.

Blue Heart Tree

Blue Heart Tree Sold

Heart Center Tree

Heart Center Tree Sold

Heart Leaf Tree II

Heart Leaf Tree II  Sold

Orange Heart Tree II

Orange Heart Tree II Sold

Sweet Heart Tree

Sweet Heart Tree Sold

Weeping Heart Tree II

Weeping Heart Tree II Sold

 

Wisdom Heart Tree II

Wisdom Heart Tree II