La Madre…
Where do I start with this beautiful Mother.
I have sooo much to share about this precious Madre and my exquisite day last week Friday.
Since my Gran passed I had one deep regret that I never got to sit along side her and let her teach me how to crochet. She was an avid crocheter and I couldn’t understand how I let that pass me by. For years it became this thing that I couldn’t do but wished I could... after playing with weaving last week for my little class, I knew I wanted to try this and after searching Pinterest and chatting with Daniela - we made a date online to crochet together. She was super patient with my baby hands and got me through my first crochet pebble.
I sat alone after our time together and managed to figure out how crochet my spoon-shaped shell. I had to improvise a little but what I did, worked well. Once I was happy with my crochet covered shell, I pulled out my clay. I ran out of white clay halfway through so had to combine it with the only clay I had on hand which happened to be my terracotta clay but the combination of clay was wonderful.
I am beyond humbled by her presence.
I am hoping this is the start of a beautiful new practice for me and to learn new patterns but honestly this combination of shell, thread and clay… mind blown!!! I kept thinking about my gran as I worked and I wonder if she was smiling down on my fumble fingers.
The response to my new La Madre Class has been so wonderful - thank you so much for signing up and once again allowing me to share concepts and ideas with you, as one idea leads onto the next… like this delicate Madre.