inspiration

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My husband passed away on September 20, 2019. Grief engulfed me. Three months later I found out that I was severely anemic. That lead to a diagnosis of lymphoma. For the past 6 months I have had infusions to treat the lymphoma. I am getting better! I have some final tests to see if it is actually gone but I am definitely in remission and regaining energy. 

In these past months of fatigue and grief, I often didn’t have the energy to do anything ambitious in the studio. I found great comfort and satisfaction, though, by assembling botanically dyed papers with stitch. I made one after another and they were so pleasing to me.

I am blessed to sit up high on a hill overlooking a Puget Sound bay where the tidelands are wide. In my fatigue, I’d sit on the couch and watch the tides come in and go out. It must have been working on my unconscious. 

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It startled me when I realized the pieces I was making were so like the tidelands. Those influences that seep into our unconscious and form the basis for inspiration are such a gift and mystery. 

Here are a few of the others.

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