Clefts.Narrow, broad, deep, flat ones.
New and old ones.
In the heart. In the soul.
Uncovered.
Open for deposits.
Seeds...
...come.Seeds sprout.
New life.
Impatiently germinating.
Reckless to the old cracks.
Increase of h o p e.
Filling gaps.
Lessening deepness.
Curious.
Young.
Forgiving.
Rejuvenating.
Laughing out loudly.
Uncurling
high above.
New beginnings.
Again.
And again.
For those who need it.
Sleep well.
And let it grow.
5 comments:
Now I see that you are a philosopher and a poet....I know most felters are multi-talented...but this is wonderful
This is just fabulous, felt can grow anywhere:-)
thanks for sharing
much love Martine
I love these felt shapes and I love the way the colours blend into each other. Lovely! Shall add you to my list Corinna
Hi Corinna, thanks for visiting the Art Space blog - love the way you've photographed your felt vine 'growing' from the crack in the wood!
I have just found your blog through Carolyn Saxby... I love your quirky felted fronds!
Very whimsical.
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