I have been making this ongoing series of work in response to my personal feelings about aging, motherhood and the state of our world. The metamorphosing child-like sculptures are a way of contemplating my own reproductive choices and how those choices are being taken away from many others. The pieces embody my thoughts, concerns and fears, all wrapped in colorful yarn-covered nostalgia. As a woman in her late 40s with no children, I have begun to think about why we hold on to sentimental things, and what we do with them when there's no future generation to whom we can pass them down. It’s hard not to worry, but I find solace in the repetitive movement and contemplative process of crochet as I cover and connect each piece.