if you look at Her from different angles, it's it whole other story. This morning, with the flash.
i've been wanting to get back to where ever it was when i made this Cloth. It's a kind of aching. But i haven't been able to.
She will help me.
Everything i've learned about cloth making, Jude taught me. Everything i will learn about my own visions, now, will come from the Winter Bitch.
Living with Art. Living with SomeThing that is truly one of a kind, something that could not possibly be re produced, even if Great Effort was made....it wouldn't work. It would not be
alive
She is alive. She is so totally from Jude's hand. There can be no mistake. and it wasn't because she, Jude, looked anywhere for inspiration. There is no where to look. She went InSide. Found Winter Bitch. or, was found?
I love her teeth. She loosens my mind.
These words are stilted but i have to begin somewhere.
