Kimberly Wachtel
My blogs
Blogs I follow
- Michala Gyetvai (Kayla coo)
- 5preciousthings
- a mermaid in the attic
- A Polar Bear's Tale
- a-faerietale-of-inspiration
- About Me
- allaboutPapercutting
- Anna in Technicolor
- Art Propelled
- beauty that moves
- Bieganski the Blog
- Blue Peninsula
- Bridget Farmer
- coo and co
- Drawing a line in time
- EARTHWORKS
- Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded
- Finding My Creative Wings.
- Folklored
- Indigenous Dialogues
- Inspire Bohemia
- January | 2014 | It Takes a Village - The Hilltown Village!
- Katharine Watson
- Line Lorna Illustration
- Manic Mrs. Stone
- MOMO LUNA SIGNALS * The mysterious art of Monica Croese
- Moonlight and Hares
- Passenger Conners
- Penelope Dullaghan • Penelope Illustration.com
- Poppytalk archive
- Pressbound
- print & pattern
- Raggle Taggle Gypsy Girl
- RavenWood Forest
- Reflections
- Rena Tom / retail strategy, trends and inspiration for your creative business
- Robin and the Sage
- Roots and Feathers // Violet Bella
- RuralPearl.com
- Save Send Delete
- school of one
- Sherry's Rustique Gallery
- Sketchblog
- Stephen Learns to Garden
- sticks and bricks
- stroke of the brush
- Strollers 'N Donuts
- STUDIO CRITICAL
- Studio Mothers: Life & Art
- swallowfield
- The Dolce Dish
- The Pipit Nest - The musings, work process, and artwork of illustrative artist Pippa Hoel
- The Road to Poland
- The Thrive Project
- the wild magnolia
- Weird Fox
Occupation | Artist, Singer, Gardener |
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Location | Cummington, Massachusetts |
Introduction | I come to a doorway. It is wooden, and hand-carved with stars and suns that remind me of my place on earth. I pass through this threshold, and I enter another time, another place, another way. I see tanned, wrinkled hands painting a yellow flower on a white-washed, masonry stove. Red geraniums brighten a window sill. Streams of sunlight shine through an intricately cut paper curtain. Under a thatched roof, atop a high bed, stitch by stitch, a dream garden sprouts to fertile life: hand-embroidered fruits and flowers populate plump, homespun pillows and feather quilts. A kitchen garden pulses with life just beyond the cottage window: rosemary, roses, sunflowers, nasturtium and dill. I share a simple life, hard work, and gratitude. We thank the creator for the cycle. We acknowledge deep mysteries and pass them on through simple symbols. We work with our hands in paper cutouts and wood carving, bright paint and embroidery: birth, life, death. The sacred and the everyday walk hand and hand. The toil on the land touches the spirits of the sky. I've entered the place where my ancestor’s souls reside. My roots reach and pulled me here. My Slavic soul has returned home. |