Monday, 27 June 2011


is the last one of my 18 flags for the Prayer Flag Project.

Grief is often a part of big changes; for better or for worse you lose what you had. You also grieve what you never got and what you’ll never get. I was never all that good at grieving (more like an F-), so I have quite a bit of catching up to do. It’s ok, I don’t mind, it actually feels right.

Support, Love, Trust and Grief were made differently than the other 14. I found a format for flags to be part of an exhibition here, so I made these 4 flags according to that just in case. They are quite a bit bigger than the flags from last summer and my first series for this project, quite suitable for such important topics.

The materials are from the same trifty scrap bag and the prayers still written on yellow pieces of fabric stitched between the layers
but I have added more strips of fabrics so they will move even more, layer upon layer
including pieces of an old duvet cover that I brought from home when I went to college, and which was later dyed hot pink for my daughter
and black stitching.
I made a colourful string from scraps of yarn for hanging them together.
Don’t they look wonderful in all their pink prettiness!
May the wind in my back yard travel your way.


  1. Thanks for a wonderful series of posts. Love to see the flags hanging in the wind!

  2. Grief is something I try and tuck away, so I guess I get an F- too. Love your flags and the heart you have put into them. Glad you are moving through all those emotions, good for us all. xox Corrine

  3. I think a lot of us try to hide our grief because we always want others to think we are doing fine. I have enjoyed watching your flags develop and appreciate you putting into words what I feel. Lovely idea....prayer flags.

    Also love the old tree in your last post and seeing the trust in your grandsons actions as he jumps....knowing he will be caught.

  4. It's great to see them together! Grief is a hard one.

  5. Thanks so much for your flags... and it is better to be bad a grief than to be bad at the rest... love, trust, and support.