Textiler (revisited), embroidered photograph
Scrolls and bolts, ink and thread. She needed that tactility of materials because sometimes it was difficult to discern between what was actual and what was dreamed. Her dreaming kept her vividly aware all through the night so that sometimes throughout the course of the following day a thread would brush against her cheek eliciting a memory and she could not recollect if it was from the nightly swim of sleep or if it was indeed something that actually occurred in wakefulness. Some might find this problematic, she found it curious. Working with tangible materials provided grounding, like in electrical wiring, against which the voltage of a thought could be measured. She could never understand that most people do not dream in color for hers were chromatic tapestries, rife with pattern and rich with pigment. Recently someone told her he never dreams, he sleeps like a lying dog.