The Gift of Change

Life is a rolling ocean, crashing yet peaceful in the midst of change and opportunity.

     I'm moving, and in two weeks, I will reside in New Jersey. It's exciting, change. All of my sewing, spinning, knitting and plants will be packed away, in the anticipation of unpacking, redecorating and being inspired by the newness. Several days ago, I got my first spinning wheel (a bribe for moving graciously and respectfully for my senior year of high school) and have an incredibly grand interest in it . I love the history residing within it, the way it makes and produces, while easing a blanket of calm over me.
     Since I was a little kid, I have loved art. I was, and am, a sponge captivated by anything artsy, but specifically arts that are fiber and textile oriented. Feeling the linens, corduroys, silks drip through my fingers and into the beauty of dreamed sketches. Gently twisting the greased wool into an imperfect perfection. I love the simplicity and complexity, the paradoxical joys of creativity that grows and is spurred from my surroundings and God-given interests.
     I am a seventeen year old knitter, crocheter, spinner, book-reader, seamstress and artist, with a hope to someday be a seasoned and experienced sharer of these interests. Knowing that I am unlike most kids my age, I trust that God will provide people along the way this year, as well as in the future, to let me grow and learn from, as well as become friends with.  I am ready to wander through unknown lands of exploration, of newness and creativity, of depth and expansion. Whispering towards my passion of art, this blog will become a sketchbook of creation, exploration, fascination..