Cross, twist, cross, twist
Friendship can feel self-evident, yet it is made and maintained through actions. Practised, repeated, and slowly refined. These actions are different for every friendship. Like a private language of verbs. Laid down together, they form a pattern, weaving people closer together. Word by word, gesture by gesture, thread by thread. Not tied up and finished, but constantly knotting, changing and growing. Like any craft, this too requires maintenance. When it is neglected, it becomes tangled – not out of malice, but simply because nothing that lives can endure without care.
Special thanks to Gon Homburg for teaching us the craft of bobbin lacemaking