I started this piece not knowing how to weave and the process of learning is documented within it, as a visual passage of time. The act of weaving has become very significant to me because you start at one end, and end on another. In order to get to a place you get there slowly and with intention. You have only two ways of moving – up or down. I relate it to living in the way our bodies are constrained by time, movement, gravity. Comparatively, our consciousness is free to dismiss these constructs, to get lost in a moment and to lose a predetermined perception. The process is an embodiment of the weaving of being, fluctuating between a body and a spirit.