An informal listing of work. Spiraling out from the 'piko'; I weave two quilts that exist as one. Two stories echo, compliment, or debate each other. They are in "syzygy"; forever yoked together. In the tradition of quilts I use thrift store finds, or fabrics gifted to me, or salvaged throw aways; I'm always on the cheap. I question what is considered ugly vs beautiful. And I hope to tease out a story of interest while teasing the eye.
Tuesday, January 1, 1980
I graduated from SAIC in 1980. That summer I lived in the Sangamon building for 2 months. Pre-gentrified. I moved out when rain flooded through windows left open on the floor above my space and sprinkled through my ceiling. I could only laugh and sell the plumbing fixtures yet to be installed to the next pioneer. My dad took a picture of the building, sans me, two years later.
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