Sometimes the world throws curve balls. With that comes feelings of uncertainty, concern for what the future holds, sadness, anger, unanswered questions, a lack of control.
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| Patchwork therapy. |
This weekend, I have found consolation and solace in the mindfulness of craft. I spent time doing “patchwork therapy”… sorting bits of fabrics, ironing, matching sizes/shapes/colors, trimming, sewing… trying to make cohesiveness from randomness.
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| Patchwork therapy. |
Minimal sewing guidelines
- If two pieces are about the same length, they are sewn together.
- If one is too long, it gets trimmed.
- If one is too short, another bit gets added.
This is the only guideline.
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| Patchwork therapy. |
I don’t have control over what’s going on in the world… what curve balls the universe sends out… but I have control over this kind of patchwork! Control over a miscellaneous pile of odd scraps, left-overs, a jumble of colors and prints. Finding a purpose, a function for the discarded bits… when life doesn’t make sense.
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| Patchwork therapy. |
This patchwork grows serendipitously. These pieces will find a use… some time in the (near or distant) future.
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| Stan Leigh offers good therapy, too. |
For now, it does the job of providing a safe harbor… a sense of calm… a bit of hope… and something that resembles “normal.”
