Since how one's brain processes one's thoughts, then "publishes" through one's words and hands, should I be a little scared?
My work has frayed edges and thread endings, because for me that is how life is. Never perfect and precise, life in it's best moments still wears a bit on the edges, "story" is always moving and changing, and there are always loose ends. The frayed edges and strings reflect that for me. I have always colored outside the lines, and I live in my own little world, you are welcome to join me anytime. Remember to bring the chocolate!