FAITH IN ENDURANCE
I dragged this lovely piece of muslin around Clear Creek Natural Preserve for three hours. I wore white linen to mirror it, vowing that if she was to sacrifice her “whiteness” so would my linen dress. Walking into these woods, the muslin was weightless but God, did I feel weighed down. I’ve fallen in love on hikes here, every time I fall in love with the person or people I’m with on some level. With love comes pain, comes heaviness. The fabric got heavier as I whipped it into the water, smudged it with every leaf and colored berry or mushroom we could find. It took all of my weight onto it, and leaving the woods I found my head empty, thoughtless ; everything was now on the muslin, leaving me with a floating feeling … like walking on ground littered with possibilities… and decorated with flowers, trees, + grasses.
Documented by my friends Jillian Wendel, Grace LaFlamme, and Brendan Watson.