Today I went back to my studio and began working for the first time since Jon passed out on the kitchen floor over a week ago.
I had a long wind-up (I was in my studio for a couple of hours yesterday sorting scraps as part of getting back to work) before even deciding what to work on.
I chose the Vintage Flour Sack squares, from the 1930s and 40s that Susan gave me. I’d combine them with contemporary fabric from a bag of scraps that Karen sent me.
While I slowly worked I was interrupted by a grasshopper on my window.
It was clearly trying to get back outside, so I tried to scoop it up. I took a few tires, but then it just hopped on my hand. I took it outside and it hung around long enough for me to get a video and picture of it.
Later I looked up the meaning of Grasshopper in Ted Andrews Animal Speak…”Grasshopper people have to learn to make new leaps. Life only becomes difficult when they refuse to move….Remember a grasshopper always leaps up or forward. It doesn’t leap backward.”