
I once again used the triangular tea bags, the ones made from nylon. Perhaps I just have this bias because of my association of thread with fabric. I simply did a swimming stitch between the 2 layers to make a sort of cloth. I subjected you to torture, tearing and pulling and stretching, seeing how tough you've become.
I am especially thinking of how to marry this technique with paper maché. Not only that, I'm thinking of getting more specific/intentional with the shapes I'm making rather than just feeling things out.
A shame of course, that toughness comes at the cost of your sensitivity to details. Quite symbolic actually. I wonder if there is a balance to maintain between the two. Otherwise, scale scale scale. How can you get bigger? But also, do you need to get bigger? A tea bag is only so big, it would take many pieces, many cups, many microplastics introduced to my body to achieve any significant growth.
It surprised me what just another friend did to your resistance. You didn't become superhuman or anything, but you became tough enough that I could tug and rough you up rather than treat you like a dainty piece of tissue.
Going back to the needle and thread, I was inspired by the layering in my paper maché experiments to make you stronger. Maybe you don't need glue, maybe there is strength in numbers.
N.A.

