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A new scarf inspired by a memorial window at Trinity Church. Available exclusively in the church gift shop.

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Even though snow is forecast for the weekend, it is indeed spring in New England and that means my favorite flower shop is soon to reopen (yay). Various art shows including Somerville Open Studios (SOS) are building momentum.  More news about those exhibits in the near future. Meanwhile, I’m continuing to challenge myself with applications for my photography. And happily so!

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These headbands are available in my new shop on the Art of Where website: https://artofwhere.com/artists/wordsandimagesbycynthia I’ve been pleased with the quality of the final product and look forward to adding new items with new images of branches especially as spring blooms appear.

Violet Light Headband CS

 

The literal and figurative nature of branching has always played an important part in my creative life, whether writing, researching or walking the world with my camera.

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pencil/make-up pouch

During these rather chaotic times, it has been a pleasure to delve into new realms of creativity by … branching into cloth. 😉 We’ll see what the future holds. Meanwhile, please visit the shop and enjoy:  https://artofwhere.com/artists/wordsandimagesbycynthia

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Thank you!

 

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The sun shone bright late in the day.  I did focus my camera at the sky at one point to see what affect on the clouds but in the end it was the light inside that caught my attention most. I was given this scarf by a friend several years ago. It had belonged to her grandmother. I don’t wear the scarf much anymore. I use it more for interior decoration in my work space at home. It is draped over books and old correspondence, all of which is a source of inspiration.

 

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Playing around with textiles. We’ll see what the new year holds. 🙂

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My mother had a drawer full of scarves, of every size and color imaginable.  The textures tended toward silky or the fine sandy grain of those materials that were sheer.  My scarves are more dispersed throughout my environment, possibly because, in a way, I have more personal space than my mother ever had.

She would have been a teen and partying young woman in the 1950s and 1960s when scarves were a fashionable part of the ensemble.  By the time I came along in the 1970s, my mother wasn’t partying so much but she still had that drawer full of scarves, and I remember my father still buying her scarves throughout much of my childhood.

Whether for elementary school or high school, when I left the house in the morning for my journey, if the wind was blowing fiercely, if she’d done my hair the night before, if there was even a chance of sprinkles … she’d wrap one of her colorful scarves around my head and tie it beneath my chin.  In elementary school, I may have looked cute.  In high school, when scarves were not fashionable … well, I once passed by a group of girls and one of them said, “What is she wearing?!” But, even as I felt bad, I heard another girl say, “Leave her alone.”  What I remember from that moment, this day, is the care of my mother and the care of that stranger.

My small scarves I keep in a little gold box on a book shelf.  I rarely use them or even look at them but I’m not ready to part with them.  Long, narrow scarves I keep in a basket, and when I am too lazy to track down my leather belt, I’ll pull out one of those scarves to hold up my pants.  Large, square scarves I learned to wrap around my head using techniques my mother did not know.  Those I’ve tucked away in a drawer.  I mostly wear long, oblong scarves, especially the ones given in recent years by friends and family.  I wear them to freshen up an outfit.  And, of course, I photograph them as they are or use them to serve as background for a leaf.  And, in this house, with so many windows, I sometimes hold them up to see what happens when the light shines through.

These musing of the morning were inspired by a link recently shared by a friend, a Salon interview by Edwidge Danticat of Katia D. Ulysse.  As my friend described to me, it is a thought-provoking, poetic exchange between two writers of Haitian heritage.  An excellent read.  At some point there is reference to scarves, and that was all the inspiration needed for me to crack open a box.  Have a good day.

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