This has been my reading, these cold, wintry days. A book by Craig Childs which takes in his two year quest for water in the desert. I wanted to put some of his words into this posting because he is such an eloquent author. Searching for pools, seeps, streams, ponds, rivers and even flash floods in our Southwest desert country - he took me on an adventure that I will never forget.
"The desert breathed and then went silent at the first mention of nightfall, a kind of quiet that comes only at the edge of the earth."
Reading his words I was determined to capture a small few of them in stitchery. Thus came about this working of the threads in "Magical Water" - a piece that is still in progress.
Don't you love it that we, with our hands, our minds and our hearts can capture moments, events and most of all our deepest feelings?
"It is always like this finding the source of water - a second of silence, the clandestine enchantment of encountering something small and sacred, then down on knees to see where it actually appears, how far inside I can reach." - Craig Childs
