the sanctuary
Soul Cloth Sanctuary
Hand-dyed, hand-stitched textile art — slow craft as healing practice.
Soul Cloth is what happened when grief needed somewhere to go and words wouldn't hold it. Each piece is hand-dyed with plants from the garden, stitched slowly, and carries an intention — for grief, for prayer, for a body learning to feel safe again.
We release small batches a few times a year. Some pieces are made to order; some are one-of-one. All of them are made with care.
The first Soul Cloth cuttings
Before the stitching, before the embellishments, there was this kitchen-table beginning: cloth stacked, torn into long strips, and ready to become something sacred.
The worktable has been talking
Lately we've been cutting, sorting, stacking, and getting the next Soul Cloth pieces ready — the soft work before the stitching, with the whole studio lit up and busy.
The Great Soul Cloth Caper (a.k.a. Jesse James is on Bad to the Bone restriction)
I had every single cloth cut and stacked, ready for the next phase. Lace pulled. Embellishments sorted. The bed in the spare bedroom looked like a little textile cathedral.
I came home. Jesse James had been in the spare bedroom. On the bed. Where he is not supposed to be. Every cloth, every scrap of lace, every tiny embellishment — on the floor.
Honey Badger walked in, took one look, and ran him out of there. He knows the rules. He broke them. He is, at this current moment, a bad, bad, b-bad, bad-to-the-bone boy — and he is on official Bad to the Bone restriction until further notice.
b-b-b-bad, bad to the bone
Production update: the next Soul Cloth release will be a little slower than planned while I re-sort lace off the floor. Slow stitching, indeed. — Briana