Maja Kwapisz

Alright. So it was, is, and certainly will be… no matter what. It gently connects, repairs, enslaves. It stitches lightly… provisionally, invisibly. Without it, however, scraps of material are just lost pieces. The basting stitch is a pattern of lasting truth. He who was once bound by a basting thread understands this. It simply is, and nothing can change that.