31.5” long by 20.5” wide

March 2025 (wool, cotton, cotton warp)

Rivulets To Your River ~ The third piece of my MOTHER collection. At first, I wanted to name it: "Rivulets, from me to you". A way to acknowledge the parts of us that become parts in our children, big or small. The neverending sharing of self, in both love and fear (because it's impossible not to be afraid to mess it all up, to want to do it right). Something like that. I was hoping to find better words to explain it all but here we are. I hope the image makes up for the lack of words here. 

Very early in the process of weaving this piece, my grandmother entered palliative care. It was a surprise and the initial shock really knocked the air out of my lungs. During her month long stay, I was able to visit her often (although not enough!) and I had the extraordinary chance to thank her for everything. We talked, held hands, laughed, reminisced about the past and managed to feel hopeful for the future, despite the circumstances. 

It made me realize that the "me" I share with m kids didn't start with me, it started with my grandmother. We grew up so close to her. She is the river. Our river. So much of her trickles in me. So much of who I am is because of the woman she was and that makes me hopeful.

The weaving sessions in between our meetings turned into mourning sittings. So much love and feelings were poured and processed into this piece. My grand-maman passed away peacefully on March 21 2025. I dedicate this piece to her. 💫