on Instagram, I posted a little video, because it was easy just to capture a few moments. And I said:
If there is one thing I have learned over the years,
it is to leave your edges open,
because form evolves.
And fringe is my symbol for continuing.
I know I have said that before, but in the context of layers, the natural build up of layers in collage type work is a covering up process, but I love interrupting that by inserting pieces in between. It sort of gives the moments in between a second chance. Allows me to consider the time between this and that, as another space to play with. Time travel so to speak.
I have the habit of running my fingers around patches checking for openings that might be needing stitch to hold everything down, because I often forget which ones I left unlocked. Many new forms have been born there.
Today, I am here, with thoughts of adding a figure, but then not. Calling this one
As If Time Could Stand Still
And then the back, the other side, the map we often cover up. I love to look to see how it formed.
(The rain drops , beeswax batik on silk, by T, some of you remember, she's around somewhere, I hear from her now and then... but it's been a while)