No solace

Sadly, it took a tragedy to get me working again. Thinking about the young lives lost as well as those of the dedicated staff and teachers, I could find no solace. I found myself breaking into uncontrollable sobs at the least provocation. For a week I was not able to do much of anything. And then my creative tendencies kicked in and I started a new piece- applicable both to my Syria series as well as the Newtown horror.

I spent 2 days almost without a break cutting, slashing, arranging and re-arranging fabric. I must have taken the piece apart 4 or 5 times, each time unsatisfied with the result. And I cut through yards of color- not sure how to deal with my palette. Finally at the end of it all, I got a composition that captured the angst that I was feeling. I still have to lay in the background and then I have to figure out how to sew it together. It is complicated- just like my feelings.