The theme sort of came home, so to speak, when I found this rug in a flea market. It’s an Arraiolos rug, which is a traditional way of embroidering rugs in Portugal. The design was very different from anything I’d seen. The border is a landscape,the background is black, which is unusual, and then these flowers are tossed in the middle. On the back of it is a label that reads designed by T.F. These two letters reminded me of the Stegner acknowledgment, thanks to J.M. I decided that the rug had to infiltrate the design somehow.
The whole notion of an angle of repose is that something naturally comes to a rest. At home while making the piece, I was grabbing objects, like a marble banana or my Dad’s granite plastic surgery award, and using them to hold the net into place; like I couldn’t let it rest. I wanted something to hold down the completed piece, so I went out and took some Portuguese pavement stones and wrapped them in this black pongé silk which I had embroidered with motifs from the rug, my favorite flowers. It felt appropriate because of that quote that had struck me right at the beginning of Angle of Repose-
Botanists tell us that the blossom is an evolution of the leaf_ but they cannot say just why that particular bud should take from the same air and sunshine a fairer substance, a deeper color, a more permanent existence, and become something at which each passerby pauses, and goes on his way happier for the sight.