middle class angst
|I particularly like it rolled up into a bundle|
okay with being here, noticing small stuff, catching glimpses of the big picture, aware of the continual suffering of wo/mankind, accepting more and more how this is part of A life, however unimportant I am, anyone is; this One Life we are given as a human being; that emotions are fleeting and you do not have to indulge each and every up or down, let them pass
anyway, those moments when I really feel this existential pain (no longer menstruation related as it's been a year now since I had my last period, I sense it is cyclic nonetheless) I also feel the need to express this in a material form, in actual matter, cloth for instance, and what I hope to achieve is an object that can remind me of what it was that I felt, whilst at the same time offering comfort, something along the lines: that was then, this is now, all kinds of stuff happens....and guess what, you are still here
p.s. I have more to add, and will do so later on
one thing I keep wondering about is how much of my sadness about time's passage has to do with the empty nest. Aren't I supposed to be 'past it' by now? The way I have responded doesn't match up with others in particular because this last year has been harder than all the others... It makes no sense. I'm glad you're recording so much love and awareness through your work.
exist equally to any happiness. I think to fully notice them, to
honor them, and then not INDULGE in Holding. To stay as long as
seems right and then let them float. The advice of not pulling toward
or pushing away.
Your fabric is gorgeous.
yes it is a still time for me , to match idea and than i sit still and let it be , the focus will come at his moment ;knuffel groetjes maria