Saturday, January 29, 2011
Where we sleep
This is where we sleep.
A's grandmother made the beautiful patchwork bedspread just before she died. It contains little pieces of fabric from all of her life. Such a fine memory.
My aunt made the little patchwork in violet for Frida Viola when she was born. The white parts are from one of my dad's old shirts. I like the idea that we sleep in memories.