When we have lost, are in grief and the world you know has gone, you resist, placate, get angry, feel depressed and experience guilt. Your body and brain is exhausted and you drag them through the day. You are glad when an hour passes in this strange otherworld. But life goes on, trees burst into flower, birds sing and the sun sets on your new reality.
These blankets draw on that experience. Sewn to try and out feelings that my body struggled to hold. The phrases they feature were said to comfort or mantras I said to myself. But also they reference the act of making and stitching oneself back together.
4 embroidered, patchworked, crocheted, quilted blankets.
All made to fit a single bed.