(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"
Yesterday I was thinking about how my stitching is about creating possibilities. That stories can come together to make new places.

Recently, when asked if they liked me, I was told that I'm "a mixed bag". My first reaction was sad and hurt. Then came the thoughts, "Who says that?!" and finally, "Well, who isn't?" Realizing that every experience is a learning adventure, I decided to be grateful to know more... about others and myself.

"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.