more of that invisible stitching on daughter cloth
outside to chunk up the potatoe patch some, beginning to work in the compost/manure
looking over my shoulder at the scraps of stuff that i pin to the wall and two wanted to be together. then, they wanted a third. ok. the Moth is just a scrap corner of a blouse that has been floating from place to place for about a year, got pinned to the wall maybe a month ago. but i've always seen it as a Moth. soon as it's moon drys, i'll stitch them together, see what that feels like
i want to make a lot of small Butterfly and Moth pieces i'm thinking and then some variations of First Bird that black bird that shows up in my cloths. not crow or raven, but the bird that signals the coming of the Sun in the morning…when all is dark still. i don't know who this bird is. speaks one single note with long pauses inbetween
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