tangles, knots, lines and threads

I am obsessed with all kinds of lines, messy and dense, sinuous and graceful, graphic and straight, parallel and perpendicular. I also love how lines can become threads and threads can transform into fabric, or mend a tear or can become metaphors for the fabric of our lives. Red lines seem to reoccur in my work over and over again, a symbol of me, tethered to life which seems like a big mess of tangles for me to unravel.