Every now and then, I need to touch cloth. I will use this space to show my play with cloth and tell my thoughts while stitching.

I will only use unwanted clothing, cast offs, remnants, unfinished WIPs, cloth napkins, table cloths, curtains, and my stash which is pretty extensive.

I also intend to ramble randomly about anything that might come to mind. My rambles may be long or short or with photos only.

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Epilogue




Epilogue


Dear Timothy,

I enjoyed every surprise, challenge and puzzle before me on this path. I also realized moments of pure joy.

I can't help but think about you keeping warm and hugged under the covers of Tim's Cloth

There are two things left to say. One is about the "storyline" still being blank. I think I will hold off on that until cold weather. I presume this is my way of not letting go yet. 

The second thing is a little puzzle for you. In one or more early post, I showed two components that did not make it into the cloth. I totally thought they were to be part of this cloth. Even though they are not, I chose to leave them in the book. Can you find them?  


With all my love,
Nana

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

The Finish

Dear Timothy,

Your cloth is finished!
I was trying my best to finish by the end of August. So I guess going over two days is good enough. I did my best. 

Your cloth turned out quiet large. As a matter of fact I had a hard time getting photos of the whole cloth. Turns out the only place that worked was in the Garden Palace on the parlor floor around noon.


Green Moons Forest
Around the big green moon


Dragoneosorus
dra-gone-o-so-rus


On the Back



Corners





Timothy, as with many of my big projects, at the very end and when all is finished and done, I am left without words for a few days. However, I will share here one revelation that merely came to me while trying to get final photos. 

It is about the dueling dragons. It is simple and only you and I will understand. I now recognize their symbolic presence on the backside. They came quietly from the dye pot and when they did, we both knew what they were. But who were they? They are us. You and me. Timothy and Nana. The dueling dragons.