A new artwork should be a unique thing. A birth. Bringing a new face into the world through the human spirit. 
The artist should call forth all of her energy, her sincerity, and the greatest possible modesty 
in order to push aside the old cliches that come so readily 
and can suffocate the small flower which itself never turns out as one expected. The text is from JAZZ by Henri Matisse.
The images are of the reverse sewing I did today.
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an ethereal fringe. heavenly is the word that came to mind.thanks for sharing
interesting images....
i love that last image with its fine rime of sky on fields of snow--ohhhhhhhhh--traces of life and joy left
i love the last photo with the scars left behind...
birth is an undoing
i like the leftovers.
Birth is an undoing. Thanks for those words, Jude.
An undoing from the mother's womb.
I am going to follow through on this kind of un-stitching. See where it leads me.
Thanks for everyone's encouragement. Totally unexpected.
that trace of blue is beautiful
exquisite
what remains
when what was there
is removed
that last image is
a poem itself.
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