As the heavy brocade curtain opens on this new year, I feel urged to write a new blogpost, but do I focus on the past year or the incoming year?

This new year is one that purports perfect vision by its numerical date although it’s already starting to skew off to an optical illusion that even my new pair of glasses can’t adjust to…both personally and globally.

Last year was hard but I spent it switching creative gears from working on paper to stitching on fabric. I ripped instead of cut and let the edges fray; frayed edges seemed appropriate for my small world and the world at large.

I see 2020 as a continuation of this textile exploration where words like, repair, alteration and mend, take on special meanings; meanings that apply to my attempt to live mindfully, one day at a time…one stitch at a time.

©janice fried 2020