Can you imagine how many hands it took to create such intricate beauty? How many pairs of eyes? How many needles and skeins of thread?
I wondered if there was just one..or were there two or more. I wondered if there was a method or a plan. I wondered how it is they did this in the short time that they did...because - just yesterday - there was nothing. And - today - here it is.
Night weavers. Little creatures who wake while we sleep. Busy little hands and feet who weave silk and light and shadow into this.