My Mom taught me how to sew as a girl, and so fabricating my own clothing became a life-long normalcy. As I moved through various manifestations of the fibre arts over the years, from spinning to weaving to felting, and the colour dyes that enlivened the pieces, I came to a deep realization that craft and art were thoroughly intertwined. And so just as artistic expression need not be confined to static wall hangings, but may also manifest in music and dance and sculpture and poetry, so can it germinate in the very garments we fold around us as we move through the day and the world. These pieces are just such living things – alive with colour and texture, and creating their own moving gallery as the wearer walks down life’s bright pathways.