Saturday, June 25, 2011
rose wreath
these roses were knitted over the weeks of winter, creating a wooly beauty of many colours. roses in the middle of winter allowed our imaginations to turn toward spring and blossoming...
home is....
we have been thinking about home.... and what it might be. we started with a section of the quilt, reproducing it and playing with it, and then adding text...
"Home is memory."
"Home is a place where I can watch a bird through a window."
"Home is beautiful."
"Home is a place where I can get lost in the shadows."
"It's a routine."
"Sometimes I get lost in the question - what does it mean?"
"Home is where I can sleep and dream peacefully."
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