Soon after I left Kansas for New York, a friend’s child asked me if Kansas was really black and white, like The Wizard of Oz. I have always loved that question because, in a way, my life since then has been about color. New York gave me 30 vivid years among designers, actors, architects and makers, and it was there that weaving and knitting became more than a craft for me; they became a way of seeing. I opened my own studio and created tapestry coats and sweaters for women whose names were known around the world, including Elizabeth Taylor, Cher and Catherine Deneuve.

When I later moved to a small coastal town in South Carolina, my work found a new rhythm. For ten years, I made mosaics, learning to trust the patience of placing one small piece beside another until an image began to appear. Over time, that love of building from pieces led me back to fiber. Now I begin with a single cord, wrapping. it with natural fibers and letting each form grow slowly, almost the way a memory takes shape.

I now live in a small town in Texas, where my days are shared between my family and studio. I still work seven days a week, not because I have to, but because making art remains the place where color, texture, memory, and joy come together.