The Textile Cuisine

Another Hildegard's from Bingen vision made in stitches. This is the biggest one (so far) - 65 cm in diameter. Don't know about you, but for me there's definitely the calming effect of looking at her 12th century model of the world and realising it is pretty much the same as today. As long as the earth revolves it is all same old. It is not clear what is in the centre because it keeps changing through the centuries but it doesn't matter that much. If I was asked for the one thing that could make our life better it would be respect. And I mean it in the broad sense - respect for life, nature, our planet as well as respect for yourself and the others. Respect for the past and respect for the future. We are guests here and there's enough space for all of us. We don't have to like each other, we don't have to like animals or plants. It is enough to give them some respect - let them live their lives and remember we are nothing more or less. Hope that with

As seen by the poet, not NASA pictures :) The Earth is a seed—and really no more, While other seeds are planets and stars. And even if there were a hundred thousand, Each might have a house and a garden. Widziana przez poetę, a nie ze zdjęć NASA :)   Ziemia to ziarnko, naprawdę nie więcej, a inne ziarnka - planety i gwiazdy. A choć ich będzie chyba sto tysięcy, domek z ogrodem może stać na każdej. On a poppy seed is a tiny house, Dogs bark at the poppy-seed moon, And never, never do those poppy-seed dogs Imagine that somewhere there is a world much larger. Na ziarnku maku stoi mały dom, Psy szczekają na księżyc makowy I nigdy jeszcze tym makowym psom, Że jest świat większy-nie przyszło do głowy.  "Parable of the poppy seed" by Czesław Miłosz has sticked to me from the first read (in a high school, I guess). And now comes to mind every time I see all those fantastic NASA distant pictures of our planet. My Earth is much more about little houses and g