I spent the better part of the weekend arranging and re-arranging and tearing apart and reconstructing this piece. I am torn between a literal interpretation of Katie’s poem or a more symbolic graphic one. I decided on the latter.
I find a lot of peace in piecing… hah! Seriously it is concentrated focus on design and elements- what is work and what is not. And the technique I use to inset these circles really does not permit me to plan ahead… which means lots of fits and starts… lots of undos. And when it works it is beautiful.
Sitting in my sewing room with the snow falling, I can imagine not leaving forever.