Tangled Stitch

 A view like this. A meal like this. A trusty dog. Ok so I was freakin out 2 hours ago because I am in my new apartment.  I am here alone(hopefully that's not a mistake to say so).  My landlord/roommate had to work, I am locked out of my room and can't figure out how to turn the lights on in the room I'm in now.  So what else would Debbie do but panic.  But DebraAnn looked out the window(after panicking) realized the lodge across the street was having a chicken barbeque and ate.  Drank a little wine.  Ok and whined a little too.  And realized I have a big old couch a tv and a really good air conditioner(not to mention a sweet as pie dog) on this very hot day and am thankful for the  new opportunity.  I'm sure my new landlord/roommate will come back for his dog and 4 cats.  Yes he likes cats and has 4 of them because he can't stand the thought of euthanizing them.  He's a chef and a bartender although I had to w...

Hi All!  Still recovering from the craziness of the last few weeks, slowly finding the DebraAnn beneath all the years of my life.   This pine tree is part of a larger piece which I am working on. The piece is called the Long and Winding Road and my life has certainly been that.  I'm trying some new techniques and being organic about the process of this piece.  Some elements are sketched out and drawn but others are not.  This element was sketched.  The color is kind of grainy I am using my cell phone at the moment to take pictures but this is the bark of the tree.  I'm looking forward to the green. I'm going this morning to look at a cottage to rent, I am hoping it works out as well as the picture I have in my mind.  The cottage is in Clifton Park on the river and sounds very small and artistic, can't wait to see it.  I also have a feeler about sharing  a house on Lake Champlain which is up a ways but I think that is totally sta...

Sometimes one of the worst two week periods of your life can be the start of a new beginning or a second chance at life.   It is very hard to end a marriage, no matter whether you are the ender or the endie, it can be devastating.   Add to that another bout of insomnia, a car accident, a journey through the wilderness of the both the mind and the upstate NY landscape and that is where I sit today.   It started with the indecision of whether to linger over the bad feelings divorce inevitably leads to or to just move on.   I think we have opted to just move on and I am hoping that by the time of my son’s graduation from college next year we will be friendly enough to sit in the same row and celebrate together.  About 10 days ago, I was lost in the wilderness of Upstate NY and found the house I had seen in the dream that made me move to upstate NY 10 years ago. The house was run down and overgrown, but it made my creative juices flow and gave me at least ...

The journey to find our soul begins with a single step.   My step begins with hand embroidery and ends with a way to find a living being true to myself and my god and living by the spiritual principles I believe in.   I believe God will find a way for me to become a productive, loving, peaceful individual which is who I was to begin with. The journey starts today with a trip to see my beautiful loving Godmother Madeline who has loved me and stabilized me since I was a little girl and the beautiful brave warrior princess LuAnn who I idolized as a young girl and who I idolize even more today as a completely inspiring breast cancer survivor.   I know I will come full circle and return from the windy, peaceful Taconic and the traffic laden streets of New York City to find my own personal warrior princess with gifts of love from God and the universe. Hand embroidery and computer with me as I chronicle my journey to recapture my soul.   I will write about the wo...

The tree of life is open and wanting and transformational.    We lose old habits and sprout new ones like buds forming on our branches.   We seek the sun and it’s warmth as the leaves on a tree sway towards the sun.   We suffer like a tree when we lose our branches because of an exceptionally strong wind or a disease that withers away part of our human trees. Trees are eternal until we cut them down.   Our souls are eternal like the tree.   Each one of us is different just as each tree is different.   The amount of sunlight, love and pruning of a tree equal the amount of sunlight, love and pruning of our souls.   Cutting off the parts that no longer serve us and making the parts that remain stronger.   The oldest part of the tree is the wild and woolly part at the top where it takes more than a mortal man to tame, just as the oldest part of a person is that part which he has carried since he was a child and is usually the hardest to...

All of my life I have been falling down rabbit holes.  Things would be going smoothly and I would be following my dreams and then something would happen in the world or my world and I would shut down and fall down a rabbit hole.  I solved puzzles, or played solitaire or lost myself in my work(which was a productive rabbit hole to fall down). To be honest and authentic  I've spent a lot of my life lost in one drama or another.  Perhaps I'm a drama queen stuck in a drama habit or perhaps I'm just a sensitive soul that has a hard time navigating through the real world without getting detoured. Really doesn't matter, if you are lost in your head or in my case trying to escape, it is very easy to forget the plans and forget the dreams and just wake up every morning with an endless to do list and a million ways to waste your time doing things that really aren't all that important.  And then one night in the middle of the night you wake up and you look at all the thi...

This funky soul is Lucinda.  She is currently living at Valley Artisans Market looking for the right man or woman to take her home. She is hand embroidered. I am the authentically funky soul today.  No earthly delights seem to be working on this funk that goes way down to the soul day.   Perhaps it's the clouds, perhaps it's the temperature, perhaps it's just a day to remember so I can rejoice on a happy soul day. Funky is a cool word.  You think of Funky Chicken and you smile.You hear a funky tune and it makes you move and if your soul feels in a funk you try to protect yourself a bit.  I fit into that last category so I'm listening to Mozart cos I'm a little too sensitive for words at the moment. I'm working up at VAM( my favorite place on earth), hand embroidering,(my favorite thing to do) and listening to all kinds of music which usually rocks my world and soothes my savage beastly soul.  But today nothing is really doing it, not even Aretha Fra...