Abstract Sewing. I love operating machines: sewing machines, typewriters, cars. It goes way back to my grandma teaching me to sew on her treadle machine, learning to type in high school, loving to drive my VW bug. These pieces are like driving with a sewing machine down the winding roads of my mind and emotions. Sometimes the road is smooth, sometimes rough. Sometimes there’s a dead end and a sense of frustration. It’s process sewing. I have no preconceived notion of how it will go, and it’s a delight to witness its unfolding. It’s a window into what makes me tick.