If I were into fabric dyeing and layering, I'd look to create a soft sculpture that mimicked the bunches of chard in the Farmers' Market this morning (a curiously windy affair, with objects whirling into the air off craft stalls, and placards blowing over, and at one point a wooden traffic barrier skittering off on its own down the street). Something about their stems makes them already look as though they're slightly, deliberately fraying. Or maybe I should be crocheting a set of bobbly asparagus tops?
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