1992

Text: Cross wind hand changing
honey pale and sun gentle
silent, non-linear
and it fits in the palm of my hand

And then I thought, I'd like to try weaving text belts on a regular basis. Wouldn't it be fun to weave one every even year for many years to come? It would certainly be a record of ... well something, I'm sure. I made the first word pink on blue background, and then switched the rest of the belt to blue on a pink background. The text is part of a longer poem I wrote years before. It still pleases me.

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