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I stitched to correct the curve because it felt good to create something more familar. I rest in the familar these days. It balances all the new stuff.
Posted on March 12, 2013 in balance, Cloth as shelter, design mending, home, measuring, moons, placekeeping, redefinition, rings of vision, shape, stitching | Permalink