this morning I finished embroidering Grace of Windthread’s beautiful one line poem for the Full Moon
“We are burning Karma and it smells like incense…”
tonight I will stitch grape vine tendrils to the ends of the steel twigs
vintage silk ribbon stitched with indigo and pomegranate dyed silk from Glennis Dolce
inktense coloured pencil with red silk
this morning I edged it with ochre stained hand plied plant fibre string from a Yam Totem Arnhem Land 1976
to honour our beautiful muse Ariel P Cat 1999-2017
PS grape vine tendrils inserted into the ends of the steel twigs, wrapped in eelskin, stitched with black linen thread & black glass beads
photo taken with a flash at dawn as the weather is overcast today
a one line poem by Grace of Windthread
Posted: May 11, 2017 by Mo Crow in Braille for the Soul, It's Crow TimeTags: cats, Grace Forrest Maestas, inspiration, magic
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Such beautiful words….say so much. Sending love, have been thinking of you and lovely wise Ariel….not always easy to inhabit the space they leave behind x
(((Christina))) I recite Grace’s one line poem every dawn and dusk as I light the incense on Ariel’s grave
Mo….make pain softer..
(((Yvette))) the sadness is turning into joy with all the good memories over 17 years
this was the grace note that i needed this morning. It is wonderful gentle day cynthia
(((Cynthia))) thank you for sharing your gentle day
Beautiful stitches … beautiful words
(((Liz))) your immaculately stitched “imagine peace pin project” inspired this embroidering of Grace’s beautiful poem
A most serene and beautiful honoring Mo.
(((Nancy))) there is such peace and joy in this tending
I feel his influential energy will be with you forever Mo & I for one, hope to see his pawprint somewhere in some of your future artworks. The honesty seedlings are thriving I see……& your collaboration with other works looks like a fitting tribute to your boy.
(((Eliene))) I tried drawing Ariel in his last few days with us but my hands were too shaky with my eyes so full of tears, it will take quite awhile before I can draw him again but in the meantime we can enjoy Cooking with Cats and An illuminated Book of Cats and all the beautiful memories
All these beauties stitched together, what a wonderful ode to Ariel P Cat………………
(((Martine))) as I drifted off to sleep last night I could feel his warm brown purring on the pillow next to me…
I can understand that……………………
the smoke spirals upward….love the Inktense….perfect….
(((Grace))) thank you for sharing your beautiful poem! will be interesting to see how it weathers with time
incense … and inktense ….
🙂
Love the words from Grace and how those words now stand as a memory banner..beautiful
Kristin
(((Kristin))) it’s just before dawn, have stitched the grape vine tendrils onto the ends of the iron sticks, will take photos soon!
Ahhhh, dear Ariel … resting there, but not really : always in your hearts !
(((Els))) he is so deeply entwined in our hearts
those are such great words… maybe time for a tattoo? just kidding. your honoring continues and is powerfully moving
Oh Ha Dee! in an altered state of consciousness at the tender age of 17 I saw a very large older woman covered in tattoos at the beach, that vision put me off the idea of getting a tattoo for life!
Too funny! And we be old now too, so there’s that. I recently saw a photo of Helen Mirren that made me rethink the idea for a nanosecond.
Ah well Helen Mirren is still one of the most beautiful women in the world & so cool she can get away with it!
Agreed
I found it!
vintage chic
it’s nice that her words traveled here.
Grace writes with such deep heart magic
Ah dear Mo – this holds such heart and honouring and deep connection
The ceremony with Graces wonderful words is powerful magic
So good to hear of your memories of joy
(((Susi)))
What a beautiful and elegant gathering of words, totems and heart. ox
Grace’s daily wonderings from her raft out in the desert shine in these dark times for our beatiful broken world