What happens to graffiti? It becomes a part of the landscape, identifying itself with its environment but always with the possibility of disappearing.
I was curious to see if my little pieces of fabric could stand the test of a brutal winter on the beaches of Lake Michigan, and lo and behold, they did. I actually like how the yarn has been beat down and compressed with water, not to mention the vibrancy of the colours have subdued, mimicking the surroundings.
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