Barthlarts

Still waiting on the words to come.. I’ll keep stitching until they find their way through..

Diving into the depths of childhood and all that it holds..

It’s been.. a really difficult year. Constantly questioning direction, losing and finding hope in a never ending loop, becoming so physically and emotionally drained on this healing journey that sometimes I question if it’s even worth it…

But then I look here.. I see what I’ve made this year. I look at the stories I’m literally beginning to weave—holding desperately to truths until I believe them. And something.. stirs. The pilot light flickers.. but it doesn’t go out.

Days of weaving.. probably over a 100 hours of beading and sewing/embroidery?? Still have mounting and technical to go (and all the problem solving that comes with it 😅) with some surprises along the way!

I have poured… so much time, emotion, love, and labor into this project. It’s the beginning of a larger project I’m really excited to share with you all, in time.. If this is the only body of work I get to contribute to the world, even if it winds up just being on social media (jk your girl is gonna get a show, don’t worry) it’ll be worth it.

More to come.. more to come..

I am not defined by my scars, I am what I make of them..

We are the weavers: the keepers of stories, heritage, hearth and home. Communities gathered to build and mend. Our hands mimic the wonder of the womb, creating the very fabric of life.

Our stories may be hidden from history, but if you listen.. voices whisper, echo, in the remnants of what our hands have wrought. There is power in the silence, strength in cunning.

The whispers crescendo with each pass of the shuttle and point of the needle: dear sister, what story will you tell?

What does it mean to damage the things we love? Things we’ve worked, sacrificed, and bled for.

Is there space in the emptiness for growth? Can experience be gained from the pain?

What will this newfound space allow?

More to come..

Learning to trust myself and find my voice.. one stitch at a time.