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tori j. watson
- newcastle, england
- Last Record: 2013-05-21 03:27:43 +0200
- Joined: May 30, 2007
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i knew you were special as soon as we met, so i sewed you into the seams of me. now, every time life plays rough & tears me a little, a piece of you peeks out & the colour returns to my cheeks. |
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I picture a worn stuffed animal (possibly a grandmother’s as seen in old photos) taken apart and used to stuff a new one and given to a baby that has the same eyes (or nose) as the one in the picture, and the new toy slowly growing threadbare, until you can see the bits of the first toy showing through what is now threadbare and worn – it makes me think about DNA and these building blocks that get unzipped and reused and recycled and you can see other people from the past at the edges sometimes in familiar expressions or actions... or instead of a stuffed animal it could be the fabric from a wedding dress used as the lining of a new coat, or a sweater unraveled and used to stitch up the pieces of a new one... I also think of book binding and sewing pages into a new spine and even, in the more abstract a human figure being spun into thread that then fills up another figure in swirls inside their outline...