Tuesday, April 29, 2014  Pixels of Time, Pixels of Stitch  I'm
struck by how stitching a cross stitch is like building an image
in the form of pixels -- each little x is a point in space
grabbed from our vision and transformed into a threaded pixel.
As I get back to work on the self portrait of my eyes, I'm
reminded of the beauty in stitching. How it transforms our
visual perception of the world by slowing everything down. Each
tiny stitch turns our vision into a threaded moment.  Building
the image of my eyes, stitch by stitch.  This is true in terms
of the time it takes to translate imagery to stitch (the
experience of capturing the image by putting the needle into the
fabric) and in the tiny physical space of the stitch itself. For
example, at burst of light in the contour of my eye socket
becomes both a pixel of thread and a pixel of time -- the moment
of time it takes to make the stitch.     Transforming a contour
into thread.  I've only worked on one other x stitch -- Frame 11
for Aubrey Longley-Cook'