Monday, November 7

up my sleeve: black

up my sleeve: black. i'm soaking in it. black linen. black jersey. vintage black buttons. sheer black netting. black threads. raw seams. folds upon folds upon folds of undulating black, tamped down with top-stitching, chopped, cropped, rough. gaping holes that beg for a back story ... a hint of hidden agendas, trap doors that go nowhere, secret pockets, handwritten notes in unknown handwriting, questions that are never answered ... coming soon.