The solitude and quiet of stitching.
The results of that.
The surprising results
and FUN of that.
Even when 298 innocent civilians die in a plane. How else to go on?
I took all the photos off my dad's bulletin board and put up one of him with us three little kids..
What else can I do?
They resisted virtuoistiy,
denied the aesthetic of privilege,
because after the holocaust,
what kind of culture could just go on?
Humans need to nourish themselves by making.
I need to do these things.
Hand made objects show a way.