There are rhythms that echo and spin through my life: beads, fiber, metal; techniques that dance and partner with each other and alternately surprise and comfort me. Embroidery. Lace. Quilting. Coiling. Forging.
Heat, stitching and pressure.
I've explored them again and again and not found an end; only the means, repeated with endless variations. My life unfurls, its fabric pleating and gathering; its colors bleeding, one to another, its pen describing circles and swirls.
What will I find?