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time does fly. 8 years ago it was when I put together a little brown book for a gift raffle in the office – one of my favourite colour palettes of mandarin orange and bronze, simple hole-punched with a hand stenciled star cut-out.
today, for the office raffle this Wednesday, I instinctively wax the thread and weave my way through my favourite stitch. the Coptic. remembering the feeling of being intimately bound to that which is being formed by my hands, and after, to experience the bittersweet recognition that it is no longer mine. that I have set something free to go out into the world.
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They were letting off fireworks down at the waterfront, the sky was exploding in grenades of colour. Whatever it is that pulls the pin, that hurls you past the boundaries of your own life into a brief and total beauty, even for a moment, it is enough.
From Gut Symmetries by Jeanette Wintersom
10 September, 2011 § 3 Comments
found some unloved crummy and rather tacky photo frames buried away in the cupboard. decided to make a gift of them
but only after a makeover.
they sort of go together don’t you think? one seemed to look lonely without the other.
am quite pleased at how they turned out.
it is all also rather addictive. makes me want to lay my hands on other unloved wooden objects and work that sandpaper.