Text & Textile — 14

The forest is quiet these days. The geese I hear in the distance, the birds and a groundhog keep me company. She welcomes my future brides who are on the way to try on dresses, as if to wonder who dares to cross the limits of their domain. Momo stands on her rock, nose in the sun, while I welcome Chloé, Florence, Émilie, Claire, Maripier, Valentine, Laura, Meaghan. Everyone comes to the studio with a story to tell me, I have three of your dresses and I love them, a colleague told me about you, I saw someone wearing your dress on television, you taught when I was in secondary three, a volunteer at my father's residence showed me your website. This is all very precious, I take nothing for granted.

Thank you for spinning my dresses in the sun.