i am not a soul maker, but i play around with strings & fabrics.
i am writing this in my living room, wandering what the words tell you.
once, by accident, i was playing around with the closets and found this broken string.
it wasnt intentional but it twined into an art of thing.
ones that dangling ... swinging ... swaying to the rhythm, as if there is music to this.
there is definitely no logic to this but yet so irresistible ...
i dont have to explain. i just love this, and so these come to you.
kei.2006.07.23.23:53