The collaboration: the drawing, then the stitching:
Things are chaotic. Life things, I mean. Creativity and humor are where I turn in any time of distress or confusion. They are my stays, my lavender, my therapy. First I needed to bring things together, disparate things, and so I ripped pieces of fabric and wove them together to form something new.
Then I needed the calming effect of kantha stitching. Up and down, back and forth goes the needle. I love the change in the feel of the cloth as I fill it with kantha stitches. The stitching gives it body, substance. Keeping my hands busy, making something new from something familiar – that’s the best medicine I know of and a better sorting hat than Hogwarts ever imagined.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
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And there’s a pinterest board, too.