the scent of night flowers

the scent of night-time flowers has been a journey in remembering things forgotten while traveling on a new path.

the shape of the unseen, a shade of feeling, the internal caress of night scented air, a memory from some distant time.

the act of stitching so old it is in the fibers of our DNA,  thread games of peek -a -boo are played out as the needle guides the thread in and out of the cloth.

the process of becoming, one stitch at a time.

in honoring the process of learning new things and being sympathetic to the chaos of becoming.

  ever-present yet unseen, the other side of cloth.


3 comments on “the scent of night flowers

  1. jude says:

    always honor the other side.

  2. i am such a fan of the other side. oh my goodness, yes.

  3. That is a profound message beautifully said. And perfectly illustrative embroidery.
    Thank you..

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