Some words enter the world in a straightforward manner, some struggle to get here. Words pulled reluctantly or pushed forward across the page, to the edge, over the edge. Plunging down , descending into a shiny blurry world ,the pressure and noise all enveloping, then the upward rise, up, up, breaking through the surface gasping for air. A big inhale. Bobbing and floating, paddling hands and feet. Treading water, splash. Happy words drifting up into the cloudless sky.
Posted byMaggie WinnallPosted inIntuitive Art
Published by Maggie Winnall
Hello, I'm Maggie, I am an artist who writes in fabric and thread, stitching the 'text' into textiles and colour into quilts..... You can read more on my About page at www.Sewinstudio.com View more posts
2 thoughts on “Words”
I’m glad it appealed to you ,Stuart, thank you 🙏🏼
I love that 😀