Taking out the threads from that cotton dress I dyed red when my girls were still home. Recalling how the colour and the bloodiness of the seeping red into white enthralled me yet stopped me from doing anything further with the found dress. I’ve moved it over the years from drawer to drawer, but last night, when I came across it in a box of linens, I decided to move forward with it and use the dyed part in some new work.
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