I didn't even know what this ball of material was when I bought it at a little store in Hampden. I just knew I loved it. I think it may be the remnants of an old rag rug. It sits somewhere between raw material and a beautiful object in and of itself. I like that it quivers with potential, yet I have no idea what to do with it. For now, it is a sculpture that sits on a book on a table.
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