Community

This latest Kawandi-inspired work grew from a large basket of fabric where every scrap seemed eager to join the group. So many patterns, so many colors, each remnant offering its own bit of history. Stitching them together, I felt this kind of collective energy. No competition. No jockeying for position. In community, they just naturally supported and enhanced each other.

At my age, the everyday meaning of Community has become more and more important to me. Neighbors. Friends. Strangers who wave. The ways we show up for each other, imperfectly at times, but still able to create something warm and welcoming together. We yearn for it. We’re comforted by it. We need it more than ever.

So it seems fitting to call this piece "Community." It sounds nice, but most importantly, it feels true.