Monday, July 26, 2010

Crossing into Spirit

Studio work was set aside for months. My Ian had left. Transformation. Banners for the memorial brought me back into my lovely Rio Dell studio. There I found a course for communication with spirit. My own and his. There, through tears I cut into precious shirts and stitched his beloved ties. There I knew I might eventually find salve for a broken heart.
Shown are the banners. More to be explored when I get settled back into Humboldt for the winter.

The heart is a lonely hunter.