I laid it out. The reverse side up.
To make a large hand stitched piece like this requires commitment and endurance. The Finnish word SISU comes to mind.
The repeated gestures I make while stitching put me into that beautiful, huge, contemplative space inside me. I think about mortality, I think about legacy, I think about love. I can't believe that love ends.
Made from three wool blankets stitched together to make a long horizontal about 13 feet wide, this object is heavy and awkward to handle and the wind that day was cold.I left it on the beach for a while.
An interior landscape.
OMG, our lives are so brief and fragile and gorgeous.
These photos feel as if they are from a hundred years ago, not just a week.
My brother's son, Paul, wrote the following text about Sarah to post today on twitter.
Last Thursday my sister Sarah @cervelle passed away at the age of 38, having lived with cancer her entire life. Her example of how to be a sibling, scientist and friend continues to inspire me. The family is incredibly grateful for the outpouring of love and support from Sarah's friends around the world. Sarah embodied SISU.