Soul stitching

She walks, and if

A small piece of her soul was missing,

Isn’t that always the way?

In darkness the soul stitcher worked,

Piecing the remnants together with silk thread,

A stitch at a time.

And all that remained of her soul was purest gold.

Meanwhile the gold souls of birds are also a work in progress.

These are the remnants of the leaf left when gilding. And often I have sold off small piece by auction, to help raise money for charities, for crowdfunders. But now at last I have found ways to stitch and they are seeding new ideas, working images and words in tattered fragments of fragile things.

And if the one who walks is perhaps a ghost then she is more like the ghosts I have seen. Not a fan of the cult for dystopia, I seek out beauty. Appalled by the zombie films I know that treating dead in such a way dishonours us all. for those who are dead are not to be feared, but remembered, with love, with honour. Like the gold souls the memories build in our minds.

The kindness of ghosts.

I can feel a new exhibition coming on.

Meanwhile I have the moongold soul of a bluebell, stitched onto the wordpress of the Lost Words spell written by Robert Macfarlane.

And I have a draw that contains sleeping golden souls.

About Jackie

I am an artist and writer. I live in a small house by the sea in Wales where I write, paint, walk and watch and dream of bears and whales. I love to read, have a wish for wings and prefer the company of animals to that of humans, though at times I can be quite friendly. I am learning how to work with wood engraving tools and hoping to show that you can teach an old dog new tricks.
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10 Responses to Soul stitching

  1. Stuart Hill says:

    I agree entirely about the zombie films, they are truly apalling. Your ‘work in progress’ is the perfect foil for that nihilistic rubbish; beautiful.

  2. Julie Roberts says:

    Jackie – I just adore your work and your words. I think we must be soul sisters, I too dream of wings.
    “…and my soul stretched it’s wings out wide” (Joseph Eichendorff)

  3. Wow. Just wow Jackie. Fabulous

  4. Terri says:

    How wondrous! And what a beautiful sewing machine. ♡

  5. Bernie Bell says:

    ” tattered fragments of fragile things.”
    You have a way with words, Jackie, as well as a way with paint/ink/lines/stitches………………………

    I do think it’s rude when folk call them “ghosts” and say they’re scary. Just because they’re dead, doesn’t make them “scary”. I think that’s just rude.

    Ghosts

    Ghosts!
    You don’t know what you’re talking about.
    Just because we’re not in bodies,
    Doesn’t mean we’re DEAD you know;
    We’re still part of LIFE.
    You’re the shadow,
    We’re the substance.
    Spirit isn’t in the body,
    The body moves in spirit.
    Ghosts, indeed!

    Bernie Bell

  6. Tammie says:

    I love this:
    She walks, and if

    A small piece of her soul was missing,

    Isn’t that always the way?

    In darkness the soul stitcher worked,

    Piecing the remnants together with silk thread,

    A stitch at a time.

    And all that remained of her soul was purest gold.

    And your art!

  7. sarah says:

    So very beautiful.

  8. Bernie Bell says:

    Re. the day-dreaming tweet……….
    https://theorkneynews.scot/2018/03/29/dreaming-is-free-blondie/

    I’m sending Healing to the Pi Paw. Soothing, cleansing, easing.

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