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My lined tree |
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Marimekko's Sula |
I've been in the studio non-stop for the last six weeks, working like crazy, my nose
literally in the dust, for the upcoming
YWCA's Crafter's Marketplace (November 19th and 20th, y'all!) I find it's easy to forget about things bigger than myself, my studio, my task-at-hand. So, as with most times that I need a little perspective, I took a walk. I walked and walked and with my NPR boyfriend, Leonard Lopate saying smart things in my ear, I looked up and out and around.
Gratefully, patterns jumped out at me at every turn: on sidewalks and trees and fences and piles of leaves. So I snapped them with my trusty iPhone, downloaded them when I got home, and then didn't think much about them.
THEN....this morning...I googled some Marimekko fabrics for quilt ideas for my mother-in-law. And I was pretty surprised at what I saw....
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Marimekko's Tuul
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My leaves-on-fence |
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My sliced tree |
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Marimekko's Fokus
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Was it random? I dunno...I tend to think not and that there is a bigger picture here that bodes paying attention to. Reminds me of Gen Xer Douglas Coupland's wise words: "
Randomness is a useful shorthand for describing a pattern that's bigger than anything we can hold in our minds. Letting go of randomness is one of the hardest decisions a person can make."
Here's to letting go...
dunno if it was random or intentional but either way it's so cool and even cooler that you saw the correlation! I enjoy your posts :)
ReplyDeleteDouglas Coupland's words (reminds me I read a book by him once that I enjoyed - note to self; find & re-read :)) - wise indeed. I think recognising patterns makes it bearable to deal with seeming randomness, at times... Love the synchronicity, love your photos! Glad you took & enjoyed your walk :)
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