In December I received a call from my best friend of more than 50 years. She wanted to let me know she had been diagnosed with an aggressive cancer and would begin treatment in late December. Contemplating the prompt of celebration seemed impossible. I had to dig deep to find a thread of celebration I could invest in. All I could feel was sorrow. Living nine hours away was difficult to say the least.

Then the flowers began blooming; the crows began building nests spring had arrived this became my inspiration and way out of the heaviness I was feeling.

A month later I received a call from her she had almost died and wanted to tell me goodbye… just in case.

A month later can you come help?

I can … I did … I am.

We have made it to spring and the fight within her is fierce. This is the place I can find room to celebrate. Each day has its medical challenges, hourly highs and lows and still her bright blue eyes shine with love for her family and friends. I celebrate her resilience and fight.

Two days ago, she said, ” The buttercups must be blooming now” I had already added them to this piece, you will find them in the foreground. There is a beautiful mystery, a connection between us that I cherish.

This piece is for Sandy my beloved friend.

We hold space for her, surround her with love and let her choose what she wants for this journey.

Spring Buttercups

You’ll have to forgive my photos of this art… I am not in my studio. I am where I want to be.

5-5 Celebration

Spring Buttercups

27 x 40

Indigo hand-dyed background, repurposed hand-dyed trim gifted to me by Joan, crocheted flowers made by Grandma Chicken. Buttons and beads.