well – it feels like a studio fade for a finish… the original plan was to completely cover the surface of the fabric with thread, but I ran out of needles, patience and time, all at the same time. 12 needles died for this piece.
What I think about change is that it is all around, unavoidable, and mostly what has to happen. I was thinking very very hard about stepping in the same river twice. Rivers sem like the epitome of dynamic stability to me – they are constrained to the flood plains, but they wander profoundly within those boundaries. The wandering traces changes across the landscape.
If you’d like to see the original landscape try here:
You can see I emphasized the landscape, and ignored many of the man made structures (like bridges and cities) although I like many of the field patterns enough to incorporate them. It was fun to make, but exhausting.