I intend to GLOW in the darkness.
I write this on Hallowe'en night.
A stranger one than usual.
We found other ways to trick and treat.
Working with teens, I demonstrated the magic of dyeing.
I intend to balance needs and wants this month.
My habits are changing.
As I head back to work and reconnect with the wider world, I notice that the things I value have silently undergone change.
Covid has had an impact on my dressing and shopping habits.
I still enjoy fashion and can't help but notice and assess new styles: elements of art recombined, repositioned.
Suddenly, however, I'm not being swept into the rushing stream.
Suddenly, I'm holding on to something bigger, stronger. My coverings are more me.
I've put together a collage of pieces of my wardrobe worn this past month, Kate Fletcher's words milling around in my brain. Thinking that if I'm ever done with these clothes, I'll make a quilt out of them. Each square a life lived, and still covering.
I'm the designer and creator of
a line of hand made clothing worn next to the skin which imparts goodness from plants through the hand-dyed and infused fabric.