in Jude's Whispering Hearts, she posted about composition, about relaxing into it. Talking about "working from the chaos of the thing ~ the basket of Randomness ~ the capacity to create maybe from noticing things about yourself, relating them to things around you ~
the sense of freedom of doing that"
so i worked with those thoughts and became lost in the process of it. it doesn't matter whether this composition is good or not. or if i will change it or not. none of that mattered. what DID matter was the deep pleasure of being totally absorbed in the placing of so many small bits of cloth, watching how each changed everything, feeling how i responded to those changes.
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