There’s nothing more satisfying to me than sending out one of my pieces of art into the world and knowing its in a place where its loved. When I get an email from someone, saying the just received a potholder or wall hanging in the mail and they’re glad to have it, I sit at my computer with a big smile on my face. It’s a different kind of happy then when I finish a piece and like the way it came out, it’s more like an exhale. Like another part of my life has fallen into place.
When I put a piece of my art in the mail and send it off to its new home, I let go of it completely. But when someone sends me a picture of it, in its new home, it makes the whole process more real. There’s that piece of art I created in my studio, in someone’s home on the other side of the country, or maybe a few towns away, but it’s living out it’s life.
Marlene in the UK sent me an email saying my work is “more than fabric and thread. It has a voice and has wonderful ongoing conversations with the people lucky enough to own a piece of it.” What a wonderful way of thinking of it. That it’s not static, but an ongoing conversation. If it’s true, that would keep me smiling for a long time.