Hello dear readers,
For the past few months, I have been working on a weaving that was originally meant as a gift to a lover. This person chose to end the relationship. Facing the loom feels loaded, sad, and disheartening. I mill around the wall nearby and weave a few shots here and there, but for the most part, it’s pretty dismal to face an object that represents the generosity, love and affection you had for someone while nursing a broken heart. I find it hard to feel the pull of inspiration at these times, and even harder to push through the lack of creative elan to make nonetheless. Here I am, living. This too is what that looks like. It’s an ongoing process to come to that awareness and I’m grateful for the increased access I have to this perspective—that it’s actually ALL living. All the good and the glorious, all the hurtful and heartbroken, all of it is extremely human, all of it just is.
In deciding to spare myself some rumination, distress and hand-wringing—activities which I generally find familiar albeit destructive—I changed creative tack. I began a quilt.
To my utmost surprise, it came out one of the brightest, most vivacious and vibrant things I’ve made in a while. It was a joy making this quilt, and I feel joyful astonishment and pride in a moment where I thought I was staring down into the void, somewhat hypnotized by the depth of whatever maw might swallow me up. Here she is, in all her bud-bursting-forth-in-spring-glory.
I feel excited to offer her to you all. She’s 45 inches by 45 inches and quilted by hand. She’s bound with cotton border and backing, with a cotton quilt-top and cotton batting. Much of the fabric is part of my stash and there is some new fabric from a lovely little fabric store in Nelson, BC., but the majority of the fibres are up-cycled or dead stock cotton that I’ve collected over time.
She’s good medicine for those circling the void. Or at least, she’s managed to be that for me.
You can find her on my website shop, or you can email me at ada.dragomir.can.be.reached@gmail.com if you’re interested in taking her home.
She’d probably be very happy laying on your bed or couch, waiting for you to come home and snuggle up. Sort of like a cat. :)
Onward and ever to life,
xx
Ada