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It's been an interesting journey so far, as I've alternated working out in the yard each morning, and then come in to stitch my ideas into reality each afternoon. Early on I realized that liturgical colors would play a role ... I'll write more about that in another post.
More critically, my initial idea to stitch the name of each person who lost their life onto nine of the strips ...
just wouldn't let go, but neither could I ignore Dee's request to "hold off on that for now." Digging in the hot sun, I recalled Psalm 139 with its references to being made in secret and woven together. So I ended up stitching each name ...
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using shades of purple and red ...
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| Note: the strip for Ethel Lee Lance was reworked in a different cloth after this picture was taken |
then turned them face down and set them as the vertical elements of the square, the names thus made "secret" ...
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The horizontal strips were stitched with inspiration from Fiona Dempster ...
using words spoken or written by those who had lost loved ones, each strip corresponding to the individuals named above ...
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| Every fiber in my body hurts ... I will never be the same Prosper and believe in any of your dreams This has truly broken my heart in every way We are the family that love built. We have no room for [hate] She was where she needed to be ... she was not a victim I forgive you and my family forgives you You took something very precious ... and I forgive you Their legacies will live in love so hate won't win Hate is taught ... she never taught us to hate |
Then the strips were interwoven, revealing key words in the process ...
While at the same time, the word "hate" that I had worried over ...
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ended up concealed, as if it had been planned that way ...
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As perhaps it had.
