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Another series finished. In terms of presentation/ documentation I rather like the black background.

Came up with a little poem to go with the work, of nursery-rhyme simplicity and sting, tieing the pieces together in a different way:

The soldier’s child
knows hollows to hide

The soldier’s son
hoards hush and won’t run

The soldier’s daughter
shakes the hearts he brought her
and daily deftly gaily bereftly
cuts the hiss from slaughter

Soldier’s daughter (2013)

Dimensions: two pieces 53 cm x 28.5 cm

Materials: crocheted from wool/polyester yarn



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