tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4062802212616709722024-02-07T23:45:34.211-06:00Piece Of WorkSue Spurlock FIBER ART
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Applique,Embroidery,Beading,QuiltingSue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.comBlogger166125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-12705985955987957252015-12-31T22:29:00.000-06:002016-01-01T06:40:42.000-06:002015---The End!There are just a few more hours of this year left and I can hear some fireworks in the distance as someone is getting a head start on 2016. This has been another year of many unexpected changes, my life's story! Nothing horrible but definitely eye opening. My daughter had a son, unplanned and worrisome pregnancy, and I now have the sweetest, smiling-est grandchild in the country. (I would have said the world, but that would have probably been an exaggeration.) I had a couple of falls and a blood pressure emergency....but I'm just fine. My sixty year old house also decided that this year would be one of major and <u>no-choice </u>repairs And my employer decided to close her business. After running in circles and having to make more decisions, I have finished there and helped close it down on December 18. On December 22, I got sick with the flu my daughter's family had; it turned into a sinus infection and I am still sick. I'm now going to go back to private practice (counseling) again and open for business on January 04, 2016. Right now there is a small office out there filled with furniture and unpacked boxes! Just stay in the moment. Be flexible. Breathe deeply.<br />
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<br />Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-59075430744984311172015-12-16T19:19:00.001-06:002015-12-16T19:19:58.065-06:00Boro Redux"Make Do And Mend" came from an old saying about being frugal, not being wasteful, wringing every bit of use out of our belongings. I think it fits well with this concept.<br />
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<br />Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-10698127445335030402015-12-16T19:05:00.000-06:002015-12-16T19:12:56.751-06:00Boro: Metaphor For Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Boro" is a Japanese word meaning"tattered rags." It is used to describe clothes and textiles that have been patched and repaired many times. The repairs have extended their lives beyond what would have been expected normally; the life span is altered and continues as work and attention are given to the worn places. When we do not negatively judge nor deny the inherent value of the fibers, we allow its life to maintain its usefulness and worth. <br />
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<br />Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-76349662088338050712015-11-25T10:39:00.000-06:002015-11-25T10:39:21.957-06:00Happy Thanksgiving!I've got a couple of new pieces but haven't photographed them yet. In the meantime, "Let's eat!!"<br />
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<br />Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-36733423992024277502015-10-30T20:21:00.000-05:002015-12-05T21:27:16.350-06:00Halloween 2015<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-74456188427173729532015-10-04T16:13:00.000-05:002015-12-05T21:48:01.160-06:00Impermanence<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I believe that there is a Universal Consciousness and all life comes from it, is permeated by it. In every cell and atom there is consciousness, learning and growing and changing. As leaves begin to fade, as the summer life slows in its course, different colors appear, the veins are more noticeable, the leaves more brittle. They will lose more color and crumble and die, while the tree will sleep all winter, storing its resources, building its strength, readying itself for new life. And so the cycle goes. Nothing is permanent.<br />
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Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-37324659772882765682015-09-21T19:41:00.002-05:002015-09-21T19:42:27.008-05:00Deep Thoughts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My first grandchild, Noah Hayes Woodis, was born on Friday, September 11, 2015. And, he is, of course, beautiful.<br />
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<br />Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-55620718095871633332015-08-21T23:06:00.001-05:002015-08-21T23:07:41.515-05:00Bits And PiecesDone to keep my fingers busy while I'm working on a project for my kids. Made from scraps of denim and cotton, embroidery floss and buttons.<br />
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Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-23645449965521445542015-08-21T22:52:00.000-05:002015-08-21T22:52:48.216-05:00"No Winter Lasts Forever"Circles and spirals, day and night, season after season. The world changes but never changes. In the midst of winter, it can seem the spring will never come. When grief and fear live in us, it seems it will never end. But eventually winter turns to spring, and grief becomes acceptance.<br />
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Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-4438090616788801512015-05-14T23:08:00.005-05:002015-05-14T23:08:54.092-05:00HAMSA: Divine ProtectionThis image is a talismanic symbol that protects us from harm and brings us goodness and abundance. It has always been connected with the Goddess or with God, a protective symbol of holiness, healing, and miracles. This Divine Hand is used by man as a defense as he struggles against the forces of evil in life. <br />
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Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-33847009877173991502015-05-01T18:30:00.002-05:002015-05-01T18:37:37.728-05:00"Spring's Sweet Flowery Month Of May"The first day of May has always felt a little exciting to me. I think somehow May baskets and Spring combined into this anticipation I experience, a yearly rite of Spring passage. Everything is so new and fresh, flowers are budding and blooming, green is spreading across the fields and yards. My favorite flowers bloom in Spring; the beauty...sweet, pure colors... the fragrances from deep and earthy, to musky and mild, to sweet and pure, to a scent so clean it's almost not there.<br />
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Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-8590737334389759512015-04-26T16:12:00.001-05:002015-04-26T16:12:30.173-05:00I Am Circling Around God"I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for a thousand years, and I still don't know if I am a falcon, or a storm, or a great song." (Rilke)<br />
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I have to say that I am not satisfied with this piece. I've always loved this quote. For me it captures that never ending, timeless search for God and meaning in our lives; the soaring, raging, ragged, dancing, pushing out and going in of seeking Truth. The worn out exhaustion and sorrow, the wordless joy, the seeking of Self in Spirit.<br />
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Maybe the concept is too big for me and the talent I have. Maybe someday I'll think of a better way to do this. However that may be......In this piece each stone and leaf is individually cut and sewn to the background. The piece is hand sewn, embroidered and appliqued.<br />
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Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-56621782969133439102015-03-27T19:10:00.004-05:002015-03-27T19:10:55.577-05:00Wear It Out, Use It Up, Make It DoI've been noticing some artwork that is based on "wabi sabi", the Japanese art of finding beauty in the natural cycle of birth, growth, decay, and death. It celebrates the changes and marks that time and use leave behind. I have really liked the look and feel of these pieces and decided to try it. I got a few old pieces of muslin and cotton print fabric, some of which was faded and stained. [SPOILER ALERT] : Now the theme of this is "transiency" but wanting to make this piece NOW was more important to me than authenticity. I did not want to wait for "real" old pieces and I put unstained fabric in hot water with tea bags to "brown" and fade them. I dried and ironed them, then layered and stacked them. I used a running stitch in some soft hues to hold them all together, did a bit of embroidery, and....done.<br />
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This type of look really appeals to me. I grew up on a farm and was reared by parents who lived through the Depression. "Wear it out, use it up, make it do" was the mantra in our family. Clothes passed through siblings and cousins. Lucky was the child who truly fit the clothes of another child who didn't stain or tear her clothes. We had the "shoe box" where outgrown shoes were put until someone else could wear them; sometimes I helped my mother cut out cardboard to fit inside the uppers if the soles were too "hole-y." Shoe polish was a NECESSITY! Towels, linens, furniture, dishware...everything was used until it was gone. And while I pined for new dresses and shoes, for "modern" and "new", I learned the the material is less important than the immaterial, that new isn't necessarily better, and about what truly lasts.<br />
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Women are the biological Creators of Life. We must fight to create authentic lives for our individual selves, the lives of children, and the life of our planet. We women need to commit or re-commit today to healing through how we think, feel, know, act and create.<br />
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<br />Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-35350903032983123522015-03-12T22:55:00.001-05:002015-08-31T21:46:52.242-05:00Resting In The Blues (Robert Johnson)Listening to an old original recording of this old blues song..... made me cut up some strips of different blue fabrics and variegated yarns, grabbed embroidery thread and glass beads. I remember lying on the blue shaded grass, with eyes nearly closed, watching the white clouds race across the blue sky over the spinning earth. And under me the immense weight and layers and size of the world. If I kept lying there awake-asleep, it felt like flying and merging with the universe. And then Nothing....and Everything. Just resting in the grass.<br />
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"Resting In The Blues" is hand pieced, appliqued, embroidered, and beaded. <br />
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<br />Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-57150480859372432942015-03-06T00:38:00.001-06:002015-03-06T00:46:16.628-06:00Thank You, Jane!When I was getting my eyes checked, my optometrist told me she had bought a small piece of my work. We began talking and she told me of her love of old vintage handkerchiefs and that she had LOTS them. We made a deal. She gave me a big sack full of hankies and I made her this piece in return.<br />
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<br />Sue Spurlockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447455922865520686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-406280221261670972.post-26875104695634846722015-01-11T22:36:00.003-06:002015-01-11T22:36:37.917-06:00Fabric, Rain, And MermaidsIt's been raining on and off all day. I've been cleaning and making curtains. I need to back a fabric piece I've finished and I began laying out a new small piece. In the meantime.....Rain = Water....<br />
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Collage from the Past<br />
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(Note the hair is made with yarn made from saris.)<br />
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Winter begins. The shortest night of the year. Around and around our days and nights lengthen and shorten. Our lives are a part of a larger order and rhythm. Celebrate the dark as well as the light....and Dance!<br />
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