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When I hold the stitching I'm doing up to the light from the window, the pink silk from the underside glows through in places, and the colour reminds me of a photo I took of the sky one morning last week, so I combined them into a single image. Every day we have a little more light now. The second image shows the densely stitched backside and I've combined it with a photo of me reflected in a puddle with a few leaves floating. Inside meeting outside and the space between is like a keyhole for me to open and enter.
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