This one here on the bottom has always brought to my mind memories of water and desert flowers. When we were there a whole bunch of flowers had bloomed after a sudden rainstorm a few weeks earlier. Then when I brought it back to Portland I felt the stitches change as I sat in a more humid climate while making.
I don’t know where to put the pieces now that they are nearing completion. I’m not sure if I’ll do more stitching or fiber related projects so they don’t neatly ‘fit’ in with other work I’ve been doing.
I have never been too keen on limiting myself to creative categories but years ago was given advice that I should specialize in one medium or another.
I suppose that’s why I like working creatively with children again. Children just love to make, and to see where the work takes them. Just yesterday I met a little girl who said art is fun because, “Sometimes you can make something that never existed before.”
I like that. A lot.
In a sense that’s what I gifted myself with these stitching pieces- sifting into a quality of time that allows for meandering and where the work goes. Where do my hands take me? I’ll be happy to see the final ones completed and out in the world.