One Sunday after church, when I was a child, my family was invited to dinner at Rokeby, a guesthouse run by Methodist missionaries near my school in India. They served a trifle for dessert. When I curled up my nose, another guest urged me to try it. It might become your favorite dessert, he said. […]

When I sit at the loom and throw the shuttle back and forth, I have plenty of time to think as the cloth grows. Today I’m thinking about the fact that the towels I’m weaving don’t look like the painting that inspired my color choices. And that gets me thinking about my creative process. Many […]