Sharing a snap shot of the after party that is my Hag matters. Thanks to the lovely Jo Laurie I have been printing and scrubbing, layering going through pages and pages of a new A3 sketchbook creating the most wonderous textures, pressing pages together and on and on. What came through for me was these worn scratchy textures, worn and edged that showed all the marks the history and I began to think about my body, the skin as it is softening of the tended and mended hag. I’ve been adding bits of fabric, darned and mended, threadbare and tattered to my journal no idea where it’s going with my earthy paints but it’s a joyous discovery to have made.
4 thoughts on “Hagtatters”
Oh. My. Giddy, Aunt. Deliciousness.
Very inspiring…..thank you🌀🙏🏼🌀
Oh I love that Linda, Time to make compost and fertilize our soul seeds.
So cool Helen! And yes, Jo Laurie, and her rubbing, scrubbing, and sandpapering. Getting down into the raw of things and shedding all the garbage life has piled on our shoulders. Time to make compost and fertilize our soul seeds. ❤️