Well that settles it! At least, I hope it does. Anyway we’ll call it as done as possible for a short tapestry on a long warp— —and hope the sweet thing doesn’t mind being upside down (and at the back of the loom)— —until whatever is ready to manifest in these still unwoven inches makes itself known.
Lovely Sarah! The liminal space of the season is speaking volumes to me as well. The subtle grief of the dying of the plants and insects that go underneath to be born again soon, the darkness and the grey contribute to humans cycle of hibernation as well. Love Beryl as the balancing companion, and your ever source of inspiration and creativity!! Thank you!
Another wonderful post, Sarah! I'm so grateful you've returned to writing to us every week. Now....publish those novels!!! I for one would love to read them and I'm sure I'm not alone.
I can’t wait to hear all about those weaving deities - I hope you’ll tell us more about your friend’s book when you return from her colloquium. I am a widow - I shepherd my flock of Romney and Shetland sheep with my border collie Breoghan (rhymes with friggin in the rigging - thanks Monty Python!) alone in the western Cascades, and the way you show your relationship with Beryl is one with which I feel a deep resonance. Thank you
Seems I'm not the only one who is pining over those unpublished novels of yours!
I had to smile when I saw Beryl's sweet face, peering at you from under the loom. So expressive! Just like my Buddha. You never have to guess what she's thinking or trying to communicate. Does Beryl sigh? Because my dog also communicates that way. Like when I am out of treats but she's not ready for that reality. I get a big sigh from her as she walks away.
And your tapestries... past and present... my goodness! They are so riveting!!
Sarah, are there any of these posts that I don't absolutely love? No, there are not.
I went down the rabbit hole into your "blue room" post and was admiring your grandmother's painting. Has everyone in your family been so artistically inclined? Honestly (and maybe I'm biased), I see the links to your own voice in color, line drawing, and a feeling of overall wonderment at it all.
My life is filled to brim right now with caring for an ill husband (as you are all-to-well familiar), so my days are never routine. Half the time I don't know what day it is - ha! - but in a way that's okay, because I get to be genuinely surprised and delighted when the newest missive from The Gusset falls into my Inbox.
It is truly a treat for myself to read, laugh, and be grateful for your artistry and good humor about living. I thank you so much for this this very special world you allow us into - it means more than you know.
Again I long for the first of the week (sweet notes from Sarah) and I’m not disappointed! What fun to meander through your mind with you... I love that new diary, I just yesterday painted my bedroom the same blue, and Beryl was “giving you the look”! My Corgi does the same, stares at me from across the room until I “feel” it and know she has some request! Yes, publish those novels Sarah... tell us MORE !
Hi Sarah, the Sea and its fullness will roar! So much fun..the beauty of a silent sub slipping into the early gray misty dawn out to a sea..the living creatures..fish etc..the fresh salty sea air..the shear beauty of the break of dawn on the bridge with your coffee in your hand..the shear magnitude of the work of the creator..actually realizing that your not the biggest thing on the plante..so much to work with with my weaving..have a happy warm and merry Christmas. Masseyna
I’m relishing the mental image of Palouse by the Sea, whether or not you ever publish those novels. The Palouse is such a rolling, wavy, up-and-down kind of place that I can see the inspiration, but at the same time it’s so very landlocked that it’s quite a paradox. And really, what’s better than a paradoxical image? It’s been a hard 24 hours ‘round my little part of the world, so thank you for the gift of this mental image. It was needed.
Have you read Tamara Pierce's Circle of Magic books? Magic, spinning, weaving, plants and friendship as well as weather and metal smithing - delights me.
I am excited to read the Colloquim Talk! And your post is so dear to me. Beryl's face looking up at you under the loom undoes me a bit. You are a gift and a talent to be so appreciated. Yes. My sister starts Chemo 12/18. I just heard about her cancer last evening. Thank you for your open sharing about your husband, and the pandemic, and all that is life as we know it. And then the parts we don't too! Happiest Holidaze to you Ms. Swett and Beryl!!!
Ah, your seasonal sanity is a relief, and your latest tapestry so serene, upside down for a spell is no bother. ... One more voice in the chorus eager for your novels. I've always wondered about the stories behind those rough copy snippets, and the intriguing characters in your large and small colorful works of the era. Take us to Palouse by the Sea! ... Wish the colloquium talk was shareable. ... Warm wishes to you and Beryl and your marvelous balancing act.
Lovely Sarah! The liminal space of the season is speaking volumes to me as well. The subtle grief of the dying of the plants and insects that go underneath to be born again soon, the darkness and the grey contribute to humans cycle of hibernation as well. Love Beryl as the balancing companion, and your ever source of inspiration and creativity!! Thank you!
Another wonderful post, Sarah! I'm so grateful you've returned to writing to us every week. Now....publish those novels!!! I for one would love to read them and I'm sure I'm not alone.
Oh! How I wish you would publish those unpublished novels!!!
What a fine fine issue today! Comfort after a huge storm on the coast!
Thank you
Hugs,
Pam
I can’t wait to hear all about those weaving deities - I hope you’ll tell us more about your friend’s book when you return from her colloquium. I am a widow - I shepherd my flock of Romney and Shetland sheep with my border collie Breoghan (rhymes with friggin in the rigging - thanks Monty Python!) alone in the western Cascades, and the way you show your relationship with Beryl is one with which I feel a deep resonance. Thank you
Seems I'm not the only one who is pining over those unpublished novels of yours!
I had to smile when I saw Beryl's sweet face, peering at you from under the loom. So expressive! Just like my Buddha. You never have to guess what she's thinking or trying to communicate. Does Beryl sigh? Because my dog also communicates that way. Like when I am out of treats but she's not ready for that reality. I get a big sigh from her as she walks away.
And your tapestries... past and present... my goodness! They are so riveting!!
Sarah, are there any of these posts that I don't absolutely love? No, there are not.
I went down the rabbit hole into your "blue room" post and was admiring your grandmother's painting. Has everyone in your family been so artistically inclined? Honestly (and maybe I'm biased), I see the links to your own voice in color, line drawing, and a feeling of overall wonderment at it all.
My life is filled to brim right now with caring for an ill husband (as you are all-to-well familiar), so my days are never routine. Half the time I don't know what day it is - ha! - but in a way that's okay, because I get to be genuinely surprised and delighted when the newest missive from The Gusset falls into my Inbox.
It is truly a treat for myself to read, laugh, and be grateful for your artistry and good humor about living. I thank you so much for this this very special world you allow us into - it means more than you know.
Michele
Again I long for the first of the week (sweet notes from Sarah) and I’m not disappointed! What fun to meander through your mind with you... I love that new diary, I just yesterday painted my bedroom the same blue, and Beryl was “giving you the look”! My Corgi does the same, stares at me from across the room until I “feel” it and know she has some request! Yes, publish those novels Sarah... tell us MORE !
Feverish lavender! Two words I would never have guessed would go so perfectly together <3
Hi Sarah, the Sea and its fullness will roar! So much fun..the beauty of a silent sub slipping into the early gray misty dawn out to a sea..the living creatures..fish etc..the fresh salty sea air..the shear beauty of the break of dawn on the bridge with your coffee in your hand..the shear magnitude of the work of the creator..actually realizing that your not the biggest thing on the plante..so much to work with with my weaving..have a happy warm and merry Christmas. Masseyna
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I’m relishing the mental image of Palouse by the Sea, whether or not you ever publish those novels. The Palouse is such a rolling, wavy, up-and-down kind of place that I can see the inspiration, but at the same time it’s so very landlocked that it’s quite a paradox. And really, what’s better than a paradoxical image? It’s been a hard 24 hours ‘round my little part of the world, so thank you for the gift of this mental image. It was needed.
You just finished tapestry takes my breath away.
Have you read Tamara Pierce's Circle of Magic books? Magic, spinning, weaving, plants and friendship as well as weather and metal smithing - delights me.
Beryl is such a love.
I am excited to read the Colloquim Talk! And your post is so dear to me. Beryl's face looking up at you under the loom undoes me a bit. You are a gift and a talent to be so appreciated. Yes. My sister starts Chemo 12/18. I just heard about her cancer last evening. Thank you for your open sharing about your husband, and the pandemic, and all that is life as we know it. And then the parts we don't too! Happiest Holidaze to you Ms. Swett and Beryl!!!
Your footnotes are just as interesting as your drawings and commentary. ❤️
Ah, your seasonal sanity is a relief, and your latest tapestry so serene, upside down for a spell is no bother. ... One more voice in the chorus eager for your novels. I've always wondered about the stories behind those rough copy snippets, and the intriguing characters in your large and small colorful works of the era. Take us to Palouse by the Sea! ... Wish the colloquium talk was shareable. ... Warm wishes to you and Beryl and your marvelous balancing act.