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The hawk feathers are encoded with the beauty and terrible fierceness of the raptor. . . Technically, weaving a thing that is curved and 'light as a feather' is not easy. It was a challenge to try to express the gossamer threads of fluffy feathers at the base of a quill, to keep the grace in the quill's line, and to blend the colors with contrast and with subtlety. What a heavenly challenge. Make it light, make it float, I would repeat to myself as I wove, as if the mantra would imbue itself in the actions of my hands as I interlocked the yarns. More feathers came to me. People I didn't know handed them to me, they were sent in the mail, friends seemed to press them on me with surprising care and intense good wishes. Somehow they knew I needed them. – TT p15
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