It may sound trite when I say I make my art for you. I don't know you personally. I do know about you. I know about your desire for passion and wisdom. To express your long earned authority. And for intimacy, those close connections you find in family and friends where you can just be you and express yourself freely with no concern for being judged or criticized or need to defend your beliefs
In these ways we are the same. We have lived long. We have courted danger. We have loved life.
What makes us unique is our failures have not brought us down. We stand tall and walk forward knowing we have something to pass on. We have a legacy
So it is not trite when I guide my vibrant shibori silk under the needle, watch it ripple and gather graciously, marvel at its beauty, ponder how ravishing it is and know that you are going to love wearing the art I create.
I am not praising me. I am praising the inner workings of my soul that has brought all the pieces of creating together to make this masterpiece. Yes, in that moment, when exquisite colors have found their way into my silk. I am thrilled and can't wait to share it with you.
A form of my inner life is embodied in the fabrics I take into my hands and shapes each piece. and I say, “you will love this.”
It is not trite