
By the end of the second day, these young artists had SO much work done and plans for the next day to begin the installations in earnest. There is such a wild array of textures, and adventurous choices going on in the studio…shredded sweaters getting woven into large mats. Nasty plastic mats that keep a rung from slipping get shredded and crocheted into what looks like natural vines.
The piles of clothes are beginning to dwindle and it’s forcing people to find the possibilities in the piles of scraps left over from Centrum workshops from the past.




I share with the artists how I take apart old Afgans from the thriftstore that cost $3.00 but yield me about 20 skeins of yarn. Once the colors they want start to dwindle, the idea makes sense. These two from The Moonblobs just get a little too zen with it. I actually could do it all day.







