In childhood I learned knitting, embroidery and sewing. At forty, I added quilting to my repertoire, while raising two children and supporting an ailing husband. At fifty, I discovered my right brain, beginning experiments with fabric, fibre, floss, paint and dye.
What was grief therapy is now great joy. I love using rough-edged applique, free-form machine and/or hand-stitching and embellishments to interpret my environment -- a rural Alberta hamlet, where every street ends in trees.