someone threw away the fabric that i painstakingly removed nails from, separated and saved so that i could make a pattern from it.
thought one: thank god i measured it and took pictures of it fully laid out.
thought two: what the fuck am i going to do now?
lady lady
- adwoa
- Cambridge, MA, United States
- One day in my eleventh grade Theory of Knowledge class, we were having a discussion on the allegory of the cave. It was very earnest, with lots of sixteen year old angst about whether or not we could ever Really See The True Nature Of Things. About midway through the debate, I raised my hand and said “But… isn’t there any value to be gained from looking at the shadows themselves?”
Crickets ensued.
Two years later, I left for college and discovered semiotics.
I care passionately about: design, cooking, clothing, bodies of water, sunglasses, and classiness in all of its many forms.
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