I have no idea what this thing will become. Maybe it’s part of a bag. Maybe it’s a piece of a table runner. Maybe it’s a part of a banner of some kind. Maybe it will be a placemat. Maybe it will be a panel on a jacket or a vest. Maybe it will go into a baby quilt.
Maybe it will be its own thing.
I don’t know yet.
And it’s delicious not knowing. Most of the things I make, I have a pretty good idea what they will become. This, in a sense, is very freeing — this thing could be any thing. Any Thing at all, that is made with cloth, this could turn into — a bag, a part of a piece of clothing, a table runner, a banner, a hat… any thing.
There’s something enormously alchemical about reaching this point of potential transformation — where a thing that you’ve made has the sudden possibility to become many things. I like that moment of transition, of change, of potential.