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WoolCake: Live Videos and Notes From Deanne

Thursday Live: Hooking Outlines on Ferns

Thursday Live: Hooking Outlines on Ferns

Sunday Letter October 25th 2020

Sunday Letter October 25th 2020

Good Morning,
Our local museum has a new curator so I wanted to see what was happening at the museum. When I got there I discovered there was a basket making going on. The curator invited me to join in. I said, "No thanks, I already did that a long time ago."
So many things are like that, we tried it once so we feel like we'e done it. As I looked around the museum at the collections all beautifully displayed I ended up in the room with Clara Gough, the basket maker. When I saw her beautiful baskets, and her sister Martha and brother in-law Barry waiting to teach people, I just had to stop. Initially I was only going to stop for a few minutes for a demo, but soon she had the basket materials made from split maple in my hands.
As other participants came, Martha, Clara's sister came and sat with me and we visited as she helped me make my basket. I learned that their mother was a basket maker and that there were 200 years of basket making in their family history.
Honestly I struggled with basket making. I was a beginner. But I learned some important things there that had nothing to do with baskets.
I learned the importance of going off course in your day, of letting things happen, of being open to the unexpected. I arrived there for ten minutes on my way to the flower shop and stayed for nearly three hours. I left with a tiny basket and a full heart.
I felt what it was to be a beginner, to struggle, to have your mind wander away from the teacher, to worry too much about the finished thing and loose sight of the process. It helped me understand how people must be feeling when they learn to hook rugs.
I learned about the important cultural traditions of basket making in families in Nova Scotia. I had no idea about this. As I sat with Martha she told me about her mother, her daughters, her grandson and their love for baskets. I just had the time to listen to someone else's story and it was beautiful.
I learned again that there is something so good about serendipity. Because this is a lesson I forget again and again. Mostly I work day after day in my studio. Happy and Content as I am there, it is important to make room to listen and to learn about other things and other processes. It is important to step away from your routines and find joy in other places.
I learned that a long time ago was a long time ago. That in a lifetime it is ok to learn things again and again. Even if you have played with them before, play with them again, there are still new things to learn.
It is not about the thing, it is always about the making of the thing. It is always about the time spent. As I watch all the people in our tiny landscapes course post their rugs I know that their rugs, as lovely as they are, are a record of their time spent.
As Ceilidh so simply and profoundly said on our Thursday live this week, "I'm really glad I used my time to make something I like looking at. "
I too am glad I use my time to create beauty and I know that though there is beauty in the rugs I make; there is also beauty in the time spent making them.
I hope that your week brings you some beautiful surprises. Life is like that when we let it be like that.
Thank you for reading.
Deanne
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Thursday Live :Hooking Roses and Ceilidh's First Rug

Thursday Live :Hooking Roses and Ceilidh's First Rug

Sunday Letter October 18th 2020

Sunday Letter October 18th 2020

Good Morning,
Last Monday I took a long walk through Canaan Mountain with old friends who farm blueberries there. When I looked at those fields I just wanted to be right in the middle of them. All that luscious colour. It was so expansive, so beautiful. It just filled my heart with goodness to be there. I carried those colours with me.
All week I have been walking through riots of colour. Looking at trees changing, grasses stiffening into mounds of straw. There is so much beauty I just cannot contain it all. This morning, twice this week actually, there was mist rising off the pond and over all the bramble below the trees. It felt like story book.
That was the beauty I saw. There is beauty everywhere for those who look.
Perhaps it is more about the seeking. It takes longer. Seeking beauty fills your days, where as finding it is just a moment of realization. Looking for it, however, means a change in the way you live, a change in the way you approach the world. A change in the way you think. Finding it is a deep breath, a still moment, and then you go on looking for it again and again.
This summer for three nights the moon rose over the water behind the spruce in such a way that I had to tell the neighbours to come out and see it. Each evening for three nights as darkness came upon us I waited for that moon to rise, knowing that I was going to be astounded. Even though I had seen it before, you have to see it again, for it is never the same way twice. I waited. And it was worth it. Each night.
At night lately before I go to sleep I look out the window to see if the stars are out and to see the yellow light in the neighbours windows and silently bid them good night. It is also a good night to beauty.
What used to seem plain to me, this rural road and what with out a doubt still seems plain to others is now beautiful because I have really looked time and time again. It is beautiful because I seek out the beauty in it. Likely if you read this newsletter you do this as well. You look for beauty everywhere because you know it's sustenance.
You can see beauty on the back of an insect when you are lying on the grass. You can see it at your feet as you walk, in the sky above you when you smile up at it. You are a seeker too. You know that it makes meaning. It deepens us. It helps fill that longing with in us that returns again and again.
We need to be seekers to find beauty because it can lie beneath. It is not always in the obvious. It is sometimes is hidden in the interior. In the interior of the forest, the sea, the home, the person. It is often there in the unseen.
So we seek and we create because we know that there is a chance we'll be astounded once again.
Thank you for reading. Create beauty everyday.
Deanne
  • Deanne Fitzpatrick
Thursday Live: Perspective in Rug Hooking and Hooking Houses

Thursday Live: Perspective in Rug Hooking and Hooking Houses

Rug hooking outlines and perspective in rug hooking.

Hooking houses.

 

Sunday Letter October 11th 2020

Sunday Letter October 11th 2020

Good Morning,
The light changed this morning. Suddenly there it was that clear cool light that I associate with November. I noticed it as soon as I walked into the studio to do a bit of morning reading. Right now I have twelve books on my desk, all non fiction. Six I have read, they have been there for months but I want to read snippets of them again. Nothing in particular. I just pick them and open them anywhere.
Five of them I am reading a little at a time. They will be on my desk for months. I read a few pages when I get a chance. My best mornings are when I take the time to read before the day starts. I want this to be my habit but it isn't. They say it takes thirty days to make a habit. The sixth book is my big journalling bible. Right now I am reading the psalms, just one at a time. It leaves you room to write and draw in it as you do.
There is so much to learn in the world and never before have we had such easy access to so much knowledge and wisdom. On the other hand we have never been flooded with so much junk. More than ever I need to curate what I am taking in. That does not mean I only want to take in what I already think. I want new ideas. I just have to make sure they come from good places, places that align with who I am am and what I value.
I need to be my own curator because there is so much to take in. It is exciting and it is overwhelming. Yet I remain thankful for it.
Thankful for the books on my table.
Thankful for the people who share ideas.
Thankful for artists who create,
for hands who make,
for those who prepare food,
and for those who set it on tables.
I am thankful for good leadership,
for healing hands,
for all the janitors and cleaners
in all the places we go.
I am thankful for children
who love their families,
and cousins who like to keep in touch.
and sisters and parents, and nieces and friends.
Thankful and hopeful
to have love in my heart
on this blessed day
when I am reminded
that there is an abundance
and an abundance is meant to be shared.
Share your love, your ideas, your goodness as we go into tomorrow.
Thanksgiving is so much more than a day.
So much more than turkey ( though I love that part. Yehhhh!).
Think about what you have to give and give it.
I'll do the same, promise.
Right now I gotta go peel potatoes.
Happy Thanksgiving,
Deanne
  • Deanne Fitzpatrick