It looks like a mess
but it’s a system.
My runway watercolors laid out,
swatches streaming in,
I try to eliminate but I want all of them.
My exhaustive/ing textiles research is paying off;
I have options!
Should I use the wool gray jersey, the silk, the cotton, or the hemp?
This one feels softer, but costs 4x.
This one is pricier, but has a lower minimum.
Factors weighed.
If I purchase the required ten yards,
can I use that fabric for more than one garment?
All of this is fun,
the decision-making, all of it.
This is what I was already doing for a hobby,
only now it feels more important, not just for me.
Is there anything more motivating?
The most exciting part is
seeing an idea become a real thing,
a thing I can hold.
The idea becomes the painting
becomes the fabric
becomes a garment
becomes something a body will walk in.
Pleasure is making all these tiny decisions,
remembering there are no wrong answers,
just expression.
Who am I at this moment?
CUP AND PENNY 