This collection is grown from things left behind. Scraps of fabric, discarded thread, clothes past their use. It is a garden that I tended to gingerly, imbuing into it a spirit of my own personal growth. Sustainable in its material and a method of sustaining myself, a therapeutic practice in the embellishment and creation of the textiles. A chance to reflect on the bits and pieces of myself I’ve been ashamed of or memories I tried to shatter. But what is trash compared to treasure in the varying eyes of each passerby. All that has been neglected can blossom beautifully again.

Welcome to my garden.