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Tethered Crimson
Gallery 55 McCall, Idaho
Layers of handmade paper, pigment, fibers, and found materials gather around deep crimson, where strands cross the surface like quiet repairs. Rather than concealing fracture, the piece reveals how beauty often emerges through what has been mended.
This piece reminds me that our lives are rarely held together by perfect plans. They're stitched together by quiet promises, weathered faith, worn-out hope, and the invisible threads we keep tying back together after every unraveling.
We spend so much of life trying to hide the places where we've come apart.
Maybe they're the places where God's grace showed us something worth holding onto.
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