On Tapestry and the Meaning of Life

The image above means so much to me at the moment. It's a grab from the film 'Kiki's Delivery Service' by Hayao Miyazaki; a film which usually means a fair bit to me anyway, but a bit more at the moment.


This pic is of my tapestry - the one single tapestry I have kept, in the small frame, and a larger work based on the smaller one. The next photo shows what I have done just this evening.


I'm suddenly doing tapestry again, after a break of... too long.

One of the things I had forgotten about tapestry is the way it clears your mind, especially when blocking in nice big areas with one colour. The big grey area I did tonight put me into one of those states of mind where you start free-associating things; you can practically feel something happening within you, something good.

Several things occurred to me as Thoughts of Interest:

1. Why I like tapestry, and have done for a very long time, yet have very little to actually show for it. Tapestry for me has not exactly been a lifelong passion, and I'm not exactly prolific. It's been more something that has simply been there, a latent skill as such, since about 3rd grade, when I learned it. I think something to do with it being not something boys really did; there is no way in the world I would have ever told anyone at high school I enjoyed tapestry.

2. Why I don't have any tapestries left. A mystery wrapped in an enigma. Closer to solution now than ever before though.

3. Art/craft is something I need to do more of.

4. More stuff swirling around. Good things. Some bits are fading now, 2 hours later, like a dream, but I know how to get them again.

This is fun.