This is an ongoing series started in 2019 that was inspired by a narrative textile piece I made with fabric and glue in grade 4. It was wonderfully tactile and I spent many hours of childhood stroking the textures of the various fabrics. Harkening back to that grade school project, I have chosen materials that appeal to my inner child, and have tried to keep the assembly and stitching wild, naive, loose, and pleasurable to touch.
This series was made in the spring months of 2020 during the first pandemic lockdown. The windy and tumultuous weather mimicked the tumultuousness of the time and a lot of that is reflected in marks that spiral, twist, and undulate.
I don't have many words lately. I’m often verbose, sometimes annoyingly so, but this no words thing happens now and again. It’s my mindbody processing. Sometimes I need more time in silence than other times. This is one of those times.