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Moving on to the Grey Part of Fall

 Well, we have just passed the glorious days of fall that make your heart beat faster because the changing trees are so wonderful. The grim, grey and cold days lie ahead of us. While many trees are now bare, some still have some foliage. It has been such a warm fall though, that while the leaves are falling, and the mums are dying, the begonias are still blooming. Yesterday I stopped by the thrift store.  I saw this top in a familiar print.  I bought this fabric in 2007 (while my mother-in-law was dying) and made myself a dress out of it. After a particularly stressful hospital visit I went to the store I call Kabbala Man in the garment district and purchased an insane amount of fabric for 1.99 per yard. I managed my stress during that time by making dresses, lots of them. I was especially fond of the dress I had made out of this dotted fabric. I have been doing work and not just admiring nature  and visiting the thrift store. I made a new fog stencil for Nini's tall...

Revisiting a Piece

I have been at this work of making Judiaca in fabric for not quite thirty years. Because fabric is inherently fragile, in the past little while I have been asked to repair some pieces that I had worked on a long time ago. This past Shabbat my friend Doris asked me if I would take a look at the tallit bag I had made for her husband about twenty years ago and if I would remove the atara I had made ( I think) at the same time so the tallit could be cleaned. The text comes from the haftara that was recited during Ken and Doris's Aufruf.  It comes from Isiah 54:10 כִּ֤י הֶֽהָרִים֙ יָמ֔וּשׁוּ וְהַגְּבָע֖וֹת תְּמוּטֶ֑נָה וְחַסְדִּ֞י מֵאִתֵּ֣ךְ לֹֽא־יָמ֗וּשׁ וּבְרִ֤ית שְׁלוֹמִי֙ לֹ֣א תָמ֔וּט אָמַ֥ר מְרַחֲמֵ֖ךְ יְהוָֽה׃ (ס) For the mountains may move And the hills be shaken, But my loyalty shall never move from you, Nor My covenant of friendship be shaken —said the LORD, who takes you back in love. I just used the first phrase of the verse. I built the hills out of a ...