The Earth Moves Under My Feet
Or is it me moving? How do you feel when you’re up in the air, flying? Excited? Apprehensive? Not so sure?It’s always a little scary
subdued
The crunch of crusty snow underfoot. The cold wind in your face. The woods to yourself. It’s February. Peaches loves February. Sniffing for scents of
oh dear
How timely. I just finished reading a book on Ai Wei Wei. It’s his autobiography which is more about who he is than a display
speaking of mess
It’s only the weather. The gluey heavy mess outside. That mess. It’s been tough to enjoy lately. Weather. Why talk about something you can’t control,
snow/flow
It’s been snowing out. Wind and snow. What they call blinding snow. And they call it that because what you are able to see is
not
Some days you just start off on the wrong foot. In a lousy mood. You should meditate. “Should”. You don’t. Instead, you do art. Why
wha-a-at?
First of all how did this get printed? I found it years ago in – CVS? – maybe. I admit, I was looking for cards
green
When someone says the word green what color do you see? What’s crazy is that the mind usually is more a determinant than the color
July 4, 2021
It’s July 4. And it’s little bit wet out. It’s been more than a little bit wet now for days. For the loudest time of
blank
You have an idea. And image. This. This is what you want to create. Or not. You have a blank slate. Canvas. Silk, in this
Salley Knight
Salley Knight is an American textile artist. She creates her art using ancient Japanese techniques of hand-dyeing on silk.
