They say you never can go back home.
I wonder if that is what this is. In my mind, I know that isn't what I am trying to do. Having moved so many times, I have managed to keep the best of the best memories and friends in my heart. having said that, I have certainly let my joy of writing go by the sideways for a while. So, once again, here is an attempt to keep these conversations alive. Two years of absence is a long time. It took me a while to even figure out how to figure out starting a new post.
There have been tons of ups and downs just like everyone else here and around me have gone through. I welcome them all when I am in the right state of mind. The only thing I have managed to to is continue to stitch, teach and live, which I am thankful for.
Post cancer life has been a slow recovery. Continue to live with all the possible normalcy has been a challenge but at the same time, if I didn't do that, I would be writing here a very sad story. I rather share the quilting journey as I have done before.
More importantly, I have come to realize that keeping the journal of my daily, weekly life as an artist is more important here than anywhere else. Slow stitching has become a daily practice, a way of my life. I start other pieced quilts but halfway loose interest and return to stitching. There is something so meditative about this process, it provides me the fuel I need to go through the days.
Here are some of the pictures of past few months in next few posts. Hope it springs me back to designing and making quilts.
Things I find inspiring me, stop me on my walks, may show up in future works.
Meeting my best friends during a small and intimate college reunion.