I first experienced this with a piece I created for the Fiber Tales art show. The piece titled Hair had been in my head for over a year before I decided to bring it to life.
Then it happened again when I completed this doll and wheelchair for a friend's grandson. I think it was knowing that this young man would not only have a doll that resembled him but also his form of independence.
I once again experienced this while completing my knitted quilt piece Log Cabin. It is on display for the month of February at the Pike Branch of the Indianapolis Public Library. I wanted to show the versatility of knitting while sharing information about the Underground Railroad Quilt Code.




I'm proud of everything that I create but when I finish a piece and feel like crying happy tears, I know that I've created something that very truly is a piece from my heart.
~Denise
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