For one iteration, I used you as material for a small stuffed toy. Just like I did at work, when we'd have sewing workshops. I layered two pieces together and hand sewed a basic shape with a running stitch, before I flipped you inside out and closed you up with a ladder stitch. The cute face was added on with colour pencil and chalk. No real reason for that, just a little treat to myself.

The second iteration was simpler in a way. I cut slits into your side and stitched them together such that you'd curve inwards, again and again, stitched together to form a long tail. I wanted to see how you react, whether you'd hold yourself up well.

I think I'm getting a sense of direction. I'm torn between "I need you to get better" and "I need you to stay the same." I don't want to see your fragility as just a weakness, I want to reveal it as a property worth utilising, as impossible as it seems. Yes, I hope I can find a balance.

Scale again comes to my mind. But I am also start to question the feasibility of making large scale projects with an object that is already prepared in such small sizes. Ruby Silvious's works are ultimately not for daily wear. Are you really too fragile for that? Could sewing multiple layers together make you stronger? Can you be salvaged from the mindset of waste that has been imbued in you since birth?

It came out expected, surprisingly and unsurprisingly. I'm a little surprised that such a tiny piece could be made out of you, but a part of me was also hoping that your fragility meant you'd be more amenable to small and tight manipulations. You did tear easily when I pulled a little too hard with the thread, you had to be minded, but we got there in the end.

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