Unlike vacation, where I followed a plan and a roadmap, today’s trip does not have a set route. I go where the deconstruction and boiling pots of dye take me. Garments bought months ago because of their fiber content, pattern or embellishments are cut apart. They become part of a stash that I can go to when I need to fulfill an idea. The ex-owners of these garments would be surprised at where the garments end up. Most are totally transformed into my bits and pieces.
But this transformation is exactly what makes each piece unique. To see things in a different light. In artistry, crafting or life. I am beginning to see that is the secret.