I made another Fritz Haeg rug.
Another?! Wow! Nice work. And Sammy-approved!
I love how these rugs give a new life and visibility to parts of our past. I sometimes think of the shirts I loved when I was 10, or 14, or 25. It would be lovely to be able to walk on those shirts now and to feel still the softness and youness that clothes get when you spend a long time with them.
We live in a world that both worships consumer goods and must constantly dispose of them in order to justify the purchase of new ones. Fritz’s art assignment has made me think a lot about this, and about what we lose when we disconnect goods from the process of their making.
Also, it’s just nice to have a super-soft rug made of things you’ve endowed with love.
Sorry if that doesn’t make sense. I’m going to be pretty meningitis-y for a while.