The sky seems to reach further in Texas, and the Southwest, than it does anywhere else. It is changing every moment. Sometimes, the clouds first form a mountain range and in the next moment, a light-filled cavern. Even on a seemingly cloudless day there are subtle shifts in color as the moisture rises from the earth.
This series is made up of fleeting glimpses of all kinds weather translated into tapestry. I have attempted to respond to the constant, subtle moments of transition using wool and silk in natural hues or dyed with indigo.