Like it or not - we are all together in this world as it slowly transitions before our eyes. I guess I’d like to feel lucky to be living in such interesting times - but frankly I am often anxious, unnerved and off balance.
At a time when our world feels like it is spinning out of control - the steady rhythm of textile techniques calms my anxious mind and brings balance to my inner energy.
When I hold thread in my hand, slowly letting it spin out of my fingers, or stitch on my handwoven linen, or weave row by row at my loom - my heart settles. Akin to the rhythm of rocking a baby, I rock myself with these practices, reminding myself that change is in the air — and change is never easy.
And change is sorely needed.
No one is free until we are all free.
My art practice is dedicated to all those who have suffered and continue to suffer from racism, oppression, poverty, ignorance and illness. We are one family, one human race, one planet.
May all beings be lifted from oppression and feel loved.