I am fascinated by the bottom-side of my embroidery creations. With all the knots and turns and clutter; unkempt and sporadic, messy and beautiful. This image strikes a note, deep and familiar.

This slight pattern amid the chaos -these are my days, my years woven all together into a jumble. My feeble attempt at a something beyond me and yet placed in my hands.

All my up-close pulling at threads – my myopic working out of a life, best viewed from the other-side.

This is faith.