Needle enters fabric. Not sure what will emerge. A thread of curiosity, a knot of doubt. This is not production. This is not mastery. This is a question asked in thread form: What if I pull here? What if I leave a gap?
Here’s a short piece for — written as a reflective, poetic capsule: Every Stitch Experiment every stitch experiment
The first stitch is always a hypothesis. The second, a test of tension. By the third, the fabric begins to answer back — a pucker, a wave, a stubborn straight line refusing to bend. Needle enters fabric