These fragile leaves, twigs, old letters, prescriptions, Bible pages and calendar sections speak of life’s mutability and preciousness. I stitch their vanishing beauty onto layers of salvaged and handmade papers in an effort to hold on to that which is essentially departing. Yet, I needn’t fear all the change and brokenness surrounding me, for God’s Spirit is always there in its midst. And, His word reminds me of His enduring love.
Words above by Karen Crandall Simpson.