The Beaded Tapestry

Exploring the writing and inspirations of Elisa Weeber

Letters from Annalis – Letter 1


Focus on the present not the past.

I should never have ventured into the desert alone.


Focus on the present not the future

The delay in my departure is every day on my mind. A constant reminder of the accident.

Dear Victoria,

I repeat this mantra almost hourly during this difficult time of recovery. Attempting to remain in the here and now. Deliberately remaining where I am and nor where I want to be.

Not being an idle person as you know, the hours of tedium are wearing on my being. The only saving grace has been your correspondence. The first offering will be treasured as a memento, symbolizing the start of our adventure. Although my part is delayed by a year, I feel I am with you on the initial leg and look forward to joining you further down the timeline. Continuing to write during this separation, both in time and space, is an excellent idea. My later letters will not reach you until after my arrival at our new destination, but we can share our thoughts in this manner. It will also create additional insight into our joint endeavors and supply some much needed comfort.

Your absence is felt every moment during this time of reparation.



New Writing Site

Always looking for a new location to write. I think I found one.

Project 20 – Anime Tree – Complete

This creation is complete. I hope my target audience enjoys it.

Project 20 – Anime Tree

Two more sessions and this should be complete.

Project 20 – Anime Tree Half way

Almost to the halfway point of this project. Considering to create a 3D effect for this piece.

Project 20 – Anime Tree

Start of my next beading project. An anime scene for Ericka.

Pause Between Characters

After a long pause, I am now ready to begin the next offering from my letter series. Victoria’s narrative will now become silent, as I move on to her sister Annalis. The narrative moves back to Earth and a time three years in the past, right after Victoria’s departure for New London. The break helped me switch writing personalities, since the two sisters are very different. The first Annalis letter will follow shortly.

Tree of Art

A collection of my art projects from the last few months.

Letters from Victoria – Epilogue

The space around her has become stable. The vast propagation of filaments has decreased to a mere trickle of what was once present. She has enjoyed her interaction with this continuum. Searching all that was within her purview. Allowing her emotional functions to once more become dominant as her system settled to its new surroundings. Studying the new frequencies and emissions when each new life form appeared. The fascination with the emissions from the small sphere create a focus for her attention, drawing her to the various frequencies and emotions the sounds produce in herself and the lifeforms themselves. New clusters of these same beings have continued to appear over the period of her study. Most are positioned in an arc surrounding her now stabilized position, but a new addition hangs apart. The new aggregate draws her attention, radiating a distant frequency that pulls her awareness to this new sector of space. Newly formed creatures wrapped in terror send cries for intervention out into the blackness surrounding their sphere of existence. Such a concentrated emission of pain and sorrow sends her memory back to the collapse of her own cosmos and the despair of her inability to help her fellow beings. The suffering pulls at her attention but the distance only allows her to analyze the radiating wavelengths. A few reach out with hope, searching for a savior to intervene and deliver them from their dilemma, but most are decided to their fate. Seeking only to end their pain with no desire to continue. Finding no fulfillment in remaining intact and wanting to give up their structure for a chaotic existence. Here is a chance for her to accomplish what she was unable to achieve with her own quondam reality. The concentration of deteriorating entities draws her own need for attainment. She slowly extends her sensors, breaking the limits she has held for millenniums, seeking to end their pain.

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