I put my quilt “Liminal Space” in the mail today. There’s no question in my mind that I made it specifically for Renate, even though I didn’t know it when I was making it. It’s been hers since the moment she left a comment on my blog about it saying it seemed a portal to her.
The liminal space is the time in between. The threshold, or waiting space from one place to another. Not a physical place, but a place of personal transition. It’s a place of both unease and excitement. When there’s no going back and what’s ahead is unknown.
When I was making the quilt I kept thinking that it had so many windows.
Renate wrote to me that…
“…it speaks to me of travel of the mind and searching, but as I mentioned, surrounded by such safety.”
Renate said she’ll hang the quilt on her wall so she can gaze at it. I can understand that. When it was hanging in my studio, it seemed to demand to be looked at. It was hard for me not to stare.
