I hung it up in the workroom.
I learned a lot with this one. I learned about time, and how it’s all relative. I learned about being in the sky and dreaming,
I learned how you can layer purple nylon chiffon over dark green and get the colour of a winter field. How thread holds and strengthens, how it gives body to those weightless fabrics that are hardly there. And how versatile different fabrics can be, how willing they are to help, how easily they sit together no matter where they come from originally. Isn’t that what peace is about?