A Dialogue Of Patterns Is Partnership

A patient gleaner knows the sweetness of humble food; A sleepless gleaner may capture sweetness in embroidery. Surely an embroiderer needs motherliness, to bend over the threads so patiently; How much more so is one who embroiders with calligraphy? Surely it takes love of color to handle it with restraint; Surely keenness for slight variations makes patterns that do not shout. The growth of quiet distinctions explores a realm of implicate order: One pattern implies another; one way of writing embeds another. One is loosely studded with broken jewels; the other is tightly laced and uses color cautiously. The gaudy dresser has a heart filled with rules; the plain-clad one is drunk with colors at the core. Two patterns made in a motherly way can have a long dialogue.