I was totally transfixed by this framed piece of cloth at a Mental Hospital Museum in the midwest. A poor soul embroidered her random thoughts into this fabric and the art and words held me tranfixed for many long minutes, wondering about her. Of course the calligraphic nature of it appealed to me - the power of words, the need to communicate. Fascinating. I don't recall the age of the piece, but I believe it's from several decades ago when the museum was a mental hospital.
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