The sheltered space of my lagoon is idyllically peaceful. Sun beams catch the ripples on the crystal clear water – driven by a light breeze rather than tidal waves – and create dancing shapes of light on the sand below. Schools of baby fish dart in and out of crevices in a cluster of submerged rocks near the water’s edge, finding security in the shelter found there. Sea urchins tip-toe around on pointed stilts while a nearby anemone sways. I long to float in this warm water with my snorkel and mask, peering down into this peaceful world.
I had my first thought for this piece over a year ago, envisioning a frame within a frame creating multiple spaces for weaving. At the time there were hurdles to overcome, but the vision never left me. At long last, I have overcome the barriers to creating the frames, refined my weaving and developed my beading and have now put it all together to make this piece. I love it. I absolutely love how it turned out. As I write this, it’s hanging on the wall behind me and I find myself compulsively turning around to look at it. The beads glimmer and glint as they catch the light, and the slightest change in viewing angle hides and reveals different elements. I have said many times before that it is not uncommon for a newly woven piece to become my favorite. This one is so by a long shot, and I suspect it’s going to be a while before I will make anything to surpass it.