well friends here we are one entire year later (and a day late). at the beginning of the project i had a huge backlog of dreams because the making of them outpaced the sharing and then last summer my world got turned upside down and the making of dreams came more slowly. i moved twice cross-country—ohio to arizona to new york—all the while a global pandemic casting its long shadow over this journey. some days i replay what my life was like one year ago and it feels like i’m watching someone else’s memories. some days i can’t believe i am where i am in that moment. how did all of this happen. how did i get here. these dreams have been a tether, not only to making and craft, but to community, and perhaps most importantly to myself. here are a few favorites from our time together. the dream life doesn’t end today. the dreaming doesn’t stop here.
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