It was such a joy to enroll in India’s School of Nomad Arts just when winter was dragging on, a true “winter of discontent” for me, having very fresh memories of the mediterranean-typ winter! Sweden doesn’t offer a lot of fresh greenery in winter, so I resorted to some assorted dry eucalyptus leaves. The result fitted well with my state of mind at the time we started: sparse color, muted tones. Even from the threads I dyed I only used the most discreet ones, finding most of the rest too ”garish”. But Spring sprang, and so did I, both in mind, but also in body going off to the edge of France, Finistère, to join India in person, with my apron in tow, for the masterclass ”Being (T)here”.
So my apron changed. I rediscovered those “garish” threads I’d dyed, and used them, bringing Spring and joy onto my apron. An alchemy of sorts I think, transforming barrenness and dullness into something fertile and blooming. My apron is still a work in progress, trinkets and poetry will come when they want to. For now I’m just happy for the time spent with new stitch-sisters, for all the inspiration, and I’m so grateful to India for sharing her inspiration and vast knowledge.
Danette Quartey Hörberg