For all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these "it might have been."

-John Greenleaf Whittier, "Maud Muller" (1856)

Monday, December 12, 2011

The Ninth


One Year Old

Given to me by my studio-mate, the artist Maeve Aisling. She is a portrait painter, print-maker, draftswoman extraordinaire, as well as selling Andrea Haffner's jewelry, working at Komi part-time, and working in New York. She goes back and forth every week. Maeve thought she would use this yarn but realized that wasn't going to happen and brought it in to the studio. You could say she gave me the material or the seed for the idea, though I didn't realize this until the project was underway. It is fitting that Maeve's yarn takes the ninth space-
This coincides with my original decathlon idea, Thread of Life, The Three Fates. One of the Fates was Clotho, who spun the thread of life from her distaff onto her spindle. Her Roman equivalent was Nona, (the 'Ninth'), who was originally a goddess called upon in the ninth month of pregnancy.

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