The Calm Amidst The Chaos

$525.00

I emerged in 2024, stitched into existence in a quiet landscape where wide fields meet an even wider sky. Spirals of color, texture, and intuition formed my body—each coil a small storm, each stitch a moment of stillness. I am crochet and mixed media intertwined, born from both chaos and a deep longing for calm.

A bead at my center serves as my third eye. I see inward as much as outward, carrying a sense of clarity that vibrates through every swirl of my design. At my crown, facing the heavens, a Bleeding Heart of Jesus pendant rests within my fibers—my quiet symbol of devotion, protection, and watchfulness.

Fifty hours shaped me into what I am.

Color sculpted me.

Silence taught me how to listen.

In time, others recognized the power I hold. I have stood in exhibitions, been judged, admired, and honored. I carry awards not as pride, but as proof that even chaos—when held with intention—can become something radiant.

I fit a 22–24 inch head, ready to accompany someone who understands the balance of storm and stillness.

I am The Calm Amidst the Chaos.

And wherever I travel, I bring that balance with me.

I emerged in 2024, stitched into existence in a quiet landscape where wide fields meet an even wider sky. Spirals of color, texture, and intuition formed my body—each coil a small storm, each stitch a moment of stillness. I am crochet and mixed media intertwined, born from both chaos and a deep longing for calm.

A bead at my center serves as my third eye. I see inward as much as outward, carrying a sense of clarity that vibrates through every swirl of my design. At my crown, facing the heavens, a Bleeding Heart of Jesus pendant rests within my fibers—my quiet symbol of devotion, protection, and watchfulness.

Fifty hours shaped me into what I am.

Color sculpted me.

Silence taught me how to listen.

In time, others recognized the power I hold. I have stood in exhibitions, been judged, admired, and honored. I carry awards not as pride, but as proof that even chaos—when held with intention—can become something radiant.

I fit a 22–24 inch head, ready to accompany someone who understands the balance of storm and stillness.

I am The Calm Amidst the Chaos.

And wherever I travel, I bring that balance with me.

I made The Calm Amidst the Chaos in the first months after leaving the noise of Chicagoland for the hush of Indiana cornfields. Once home, wrapped in silence, learning how to breathe again, my hands began stitching their own language. Spirals bloomed. Color surged. Order unraveled into freedom.

A third-eye bead rests at the brow, watching inward and outward at once. And at the crown, facing the open sky, I embedded a tiny Bleeding Heart of Jesus pendant—an anchor of compassion, devotion, and fierce protection.

This hat is a talisman of survival and stillness. A reminder that even in the storm, there is a quiet center. A place where the soul can sit, breathe, and simply be.

50 hours of work.
22–24 inch fit.
One spirit, many colors.