Fray – I. Crest
-The image that comes to mind is that of thread. Not thread wound into something sizeable, a bundle of weak frays, but rather thread in its abundant weakness, the thread that frays. The fray that tugs at the armor of a sweatshirt slowly convincing other threads, knit tightly, to give into their weak constitution. A chain of frays that become the slow unraveling and eventual demise of that sweatshirt, the one you wore on those occasions when you felt you needed a little something, some kind of reminder, perhaps of an accomplishment, perhaps of your value, that little emblem, that […]