Inches and inches of military elements. Cloth, fabrics, and stitches, they seem to talk. The sensation of how naive things were one time and how they struggled to make it through -they might be struggling still, and suddenly they slip into my hands. Slowly they guide my imagination and it feels like everything was already done, waiting for me to come. Such poetry in every inch I see.
Where poetry hides
Di silent|2021-08-14T08:43:16+00:00Settembre 28th, 2018|Artwork, Design, Designer bag, Style|0 Commenti
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