As I’ve written before, I have a wonderful list of people who want streaming pillows and wall hangings. I began my day thinking about making a pillow for a woman who is a healer. She told me a little about her work and I was inspired and excited to get started on her piece.
So I began, having a clear idea of what I wanted to do. The face and hair, the unclothed body, I stitched one leg then down the other to the foot and…….whoops….the foot was coming out of the wrong side of the leg. Ok, so start over. I set up a new piece of fabric with batting and backing and realized I was a bit tense. I picked up the piece with the mistake on it and thought I’d just loosen up a bit, a little practice before stating the real thing. I started stitching a big eye….and didn’t stop.
Words in the dark, that’s what it was like. Something inside of me needed to come out. Something I wasn’t consciously aware of. I kept on sewing, until I stopped, dried up, not sure what to do next.
I still don’t know what this piece is all about, I don’t want to know, not until I finish it tomorrow. Then I’ll look at it, read the words and see if it makes any sense or if it matters.