Waiting

A little concertina I made during winter in Lockdown number 3. I made this to try and remedy feeling like I couldn’t make anything. It’s about knowing that life lies in wait, dormant and ready to burst out again. That things are continuing to move while you feel paused in the middle of it, stagnant as things pile up around you. Of feeling trapped and frustrated in a small space. But also of knowing the Spring will come and the weight will lift.