I do still like blogging.
I figure this out when I write about them, but I am deeply involved in my current project and it has been taking all my time. I have a backlog of cool doodles, I just haven't taken the time from my project to scan and write about them.
I am working on two separate things which are somehow connected. I just don't know how yet. That is the problem with this whole thing. It is so compelling to me, I absolutely must do it, I have no choice. But, I have no idea of what I am working towards. Will it meld into a single project or will it remain two separate things joined only by the fact that they are done in the same period of time?
There is no fixed star to guide myself by, no destination on a map. The end keeps moving as I approach.
There are lots of rules I have to follow. My current thought is that the rules themselves may be the important thing in this project, more than the objects themselves.
I have to fold the books in total silence. That the work must be done in silence reminds me of monks and religious discipline, of duty and presence.
I have to work on the embroideries with a mental distraction, like a doodle. I am no longer working from doodles, I am working on them without any kind of guide now. They are doodles, stitched doodles.
I have also started a third element. I am embroidering on the books once they are folded. I am not just decorating them to decorate the surface. The pattern of stitching is rhythmic. It may even another alphabet, represent an a language. Or emphasize the silences.