My piece, “where can we find light in this never ending shade?”, began in February 2020 when I started stitching a tangled mess of thread and trim to a piece of linen. As I stitched, the eddies of anxiety and uncertainty swirling through my life seemed to ease. So I kept stitching, not knowing where it might lead. In January 2021, I celebrated Amanda Gorman’s hopeful words by stitching a yellow silk circle into the middle of a black linen square - finding my own light “in this never-ending shade”. And I kept stitching.
Mary Oliver said, “The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave it neither power nor time.” And so I stitched some more. I stitched through illness and death, pandemic and pandemonium. I stitched listening to poetry and podcasts. And as I stitched, I felt something rise within me.
Other pieces followed….