I’m an English literature teacher by day, self-taught hand-stitcher by night living in Tokyo Japan.

Growing up, I was always described as the “creative one”, I drew, painted, but never had the opportunities to take art classes or was able to consider art as a viable job, so I pocketed away my creativity and pursued practical things. It wasn’t until I was in my early twenties and desperately seeking a creative outlet that I began dabbling again, but I had no direction. I tried to teach myself the accordion, the banjo, the ukulele. I started sewing my own clothes, and knitting. I painted with watercolors. For about ten years, I was rediscovering myself, but aimless. It wasn’t until I joined Instagram and discovered the concept of textile art that the ten years of trying to find my own voice in my creative expression finally clarified into the realization that with something so small as needle, thread, and time, the possibilities were really endless. 

Hand-stitching for me is the perfect marriage of a lot of what I hold dear. Through making my own clothes I came across the concept of slow fashion and mending. Moreover, living in Japan, I am inspired by Sashiko stitching, boro fabric, and the concept of “mottainai” or “waste nothing”. In a fast fashion world, hand stitching is my own personal revolt. My work takes time, and that is ok. My work is made from second hand or recycled materials. And that is ok, too, because I don’t want to contribute to any more detritus in the world. 

Through my work I aim to take seemingly worthless things, especially textiles, and transform them into small tokens of beauty that can be enjoyed in everyday life.