I'm a 62 yo Hippie, forcibly retired from medical transcription after a 2006 AVM bleed while supporting my family in a weekly rent motel. Kind SIL remembered my second grade potholder weaving craze and sent a kit. Muscle memory kicked in. After a few Youtube videos, I produced a servicible hotpad. Placed first this year at the county fair with my Kwanza hotpad.
My fiber art is a reflection of my tenacious, pugnacious spirit. The goddess chose to have me bear children whose medical needs bankrupted our marriage and challenged me as I established my medical transcription. service.
My work has grateful dead music and economical eugene weed woven into it.
This year I reached out of covid isolation and taught a feltmaking workshop at Scobert Garden Park. Empowering. I minored in women studies, studying the fight for the admission of women to Oxford starting in the 1870s.
Now I sometimes make fairies.