Hanging On By A Thread

I created these to encapsulate the feeling of yearning for something we’ve never had or something that we’ve lost, the feeling that we are just hanging onto imagination, and the feeling that something is missing. 

I took these pictures, my friend spinning, hugging, and holding hands with this imaginary figure, and embroidered in a simple shell of a figure with thread, the thread tapering at the ends into nothing.

I created this, of course, before all of this but really the message seems to apply even more now. It’s easy in times like this to recoil into ourselves-wishing we could be going out for tacos with our friends, wishing we could travel and see the world and see each other, and even wishing we could go back to school. But, in yearning for all of this, I think we lose a vital part of ourselves. Of course, it is ok to hope but when we grasp too tight onto what we wish we could have, we often forget what we do have to be grateful for: our creative minds, our family, our friends, and our friends that are like family, our homes, the Earth. We often forget that one day (hopefully soon) our lives will return to the regular rhythm, perhaps forgetting how much we wished things would return to normal. (I am even grateful for this experience as I have a greater appreciation for my cat. He has to stay inside all day every day either way.)