I miss open sky
I miss open sky wheatfields that stretch out forever sunsets in deep jeweled colors dew glistening in the meadow the sweetness of rich black earth in my hands puddles in red mud from summer storms sitting on the back steps of a farmhouse watching a storm roll in from the horizon feeling the thunder in my bones waking up on summer mornings to sunrise over the pond lying naked in scratchy weeds on lazy afternoons the squishy smooth dolphin feel of waders pressing the weight of water against my skin days of sunshine that last forever
— Caerdwyn
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Artist Statement: Je me souviens means I remember and the poem, I miss open sky, created a vision and feeling of being in a remembered place of sky and fields. I like to use a variety of techniques to capture the feeling of being in this place.
Materials & Techniques: Hand-dyed and painted cotton (Procion & Setacolor), rayon and cotton thread, beads, oil stick. Dyeing, painting, quilting, couching, beading, oil-stick rubbing.
Size: 29.5"W x 45"H
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