This piece of stitching started life as a standard type of map in my sketchbook and in my first stitching try outs. But the mountains kept coming out as sort of brains and then words had to go in and as soon as charms wanted to go on the back then the map ideas went out of the window!
Although looking at it now, it is a type of map of where I come from. Everything on there is a reference to an event or a place or a time in my life, everything there has a meaning to me. So this is my map of who I am and where I come from. Maybe not a normal map, but then as my husband keeps telling me “you’re not normal you’re not”, so maybe it is a map, my map.