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fiber art that's there for you

art as a bridge between our fragments

weaving as a universal narrative

fiber art as a bridge between our eyes,

and a dream-like state to find rest in

art as a bridge between us

dear reader,

three new pieces for sale
two verses of
one song
—-
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she’s half crazy
But that’s why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you’ve always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you’ve touched her perfect body with your mind.
—-
three pieces:

releaf, 2023
28x19x1”
materials include:
-repurposed vintage quilting hoop
-spent climbing rope
-misc. fabrics ripped/deconstructed by hand
— an old scarf that shed too much
—batik fabrics
—faux fur
—green chiffon

cathedral, 2025
14×50”
materials include:
-fabric ripped by hand
-your hoodie
-vintage macrame cord
-found wooden dowel (19”)

trunk, 2025
11×33”
materials include:
-batik fabric ripped by hand
-woven cotton (chartreuse)
-repurposed bike tubes
-vintage macrame cord
-found wooden dowel (21.5”)
—-

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she’s touched your perfect body with her mind.
-Suzanne by Leonard Cohen

whatever your It is,
art can take It

we just gotta
take a sec
a paused rest
to hand It over

three pieces
(@etsy shop)
two verses of
one song

to help hand It over

imagine
your third eye
against my third eye

with hope,
as a shattered cycle on the floor,

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