This is the original tapestry weaving of The place where silt stuck to our bare feet, they were free and didn’t know this would be enough. 

There’s a place where my tiny family likes to go when it is sunny and not so quiet. The tide has to be just right. We carefully climb down rocks, I remove my shoes because it feels right to have connection with the ground. It’s a commitment because the silt and sand will be impossible to remove when we are finished.The boys (dogs) take off over barnacle covered rocks at full speed. I always fear they will find something better and fail to return. It’s so hard to keep from calling them back.Shane is often excitedly pointing things out or recalling a unique story from the day. I’m both trying to listen and fighting the urge to interrupt him to have him reassure me that the dogs will return. I breathe and dodge the sharp barnacle rocks with my feet.Everything in this moment can seem so small but I think it’s going to be better than most things I will remember in this life.This piece was made to capture this snapshot memory. I often experience similar experiences and feelings when walking by waterways. Weaving this piece was a deliberate effort to pause and reflect on these moments.
 
In addition to this original, handwoven piece, I commissioned three jacquard editions.  There will only be three produced.  Two of these remain available on my website's shop