sailors & lost souls
sometimes little pieces of our personal histories are set adrift and lose their way. foraging in old barns and forgotten corners, i search out the pieces that speak to me and help them find their way home.
in between, i curl up with a needle and thread and create my own bit of story. stitch by stitch, i coax vintage fabrics into complex little creatures who are apt to ask for a cup of tea or a fistful of cookies.
it's a small, barefoot life. and i wouldn't have it any other way.