Beauty Out of Chaos

CreativeI was honored to write for a thought provoking series, Beauty Out of Chaos and the Sacredness of Art.

The beginning is a desperate act of hope – a cry – a plea, really, that what is broken is not waste. All is at stake. So, I save old sheets, discarded tablecloths, worn thin and cast aside fabrics that once held life. Fibers weave our memories: joy, sorrow, celebration, pain. Our histories are held in fabrics. Have we forgotten their value in our consumption? The roving shorn from sheep, the fiber gathered, cleaned and spun into thread. The threads dyed and woven into cloth, then cut and sewn. The work and rhythm of hands to create something good. What do we value? What do we honor? Read more…

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