I grew up in the south with relatives very skilled in sewing, quilting, etc. Each of the pieces I make is a reflection of me and my life’s experiences – the places I’ve lived, the people I’ve known, the places I’ve traveled, the things I love, discoveries I’ve made. Every bit of my life and feelings comes pouring through my hands to make what you hold in your hands.
My process begins with something I’ve seen or thought or a feeling that wells up. It percolates into a vision that is usually vague but palpable. I may not be able to see it, but I can feel it! Sometimes I sketch out my idea and develop it a little but as often do not. Sometimes I dive in and just start grabbing materials. I gravitate to the tactile, feeling the materials, the fibers, the cloth, the thread and work through the techniques to bring out the end result I want. Usually, I don’t know the end result until I’ve achieved it. But it’s there in the back of my mind all along. I just have to tease it out.