(There are all kinds of wonky things going on with photos, comments, and spacing right now. Crossing my fingers that I found a workaround with this post...)
"Holding Memories"
"Mystique" Tree Token
I think my stitching is about believing in the possibilities of and for stories.
"Time, love, and work. That's all you have. And, hopefully, a few trips to Italy."- Maira Kalman
Maira Kalman is a favorite soul of mine. There were hours of listening to (gobbling up) old podcast interviews with her this week (again). She's funny, charming, wise, and so talented. I found out that someone I know knows someone who knows her. Even though I will most likely never meet her, just the idea that she's only a few degrees of separation away makes me giddy.
Nights have taken on a strange pattern. Waking around 4 am from intense dreams (a sky full of pink moons, starlit gardens, terrifying shadowy corners...), and then drifting off again around 5 am for an hour or two more of dead to the world sleep. The morning paintings have become reflections.
Also, I've started playing in this "seeded notebook" made a while back.
Really, life can be rearranged and reconnected in so many ways.