Patterns

The patterns that pursue us. Textures too.

Every now and again I notice that a particular fabric or pattern has insinuated itself into my life with no conscious volition on my part. It's like they choose me.

I bought these two jumpers years apart and never noticed their similarity until they were stacked together today. They're like cousins and I can think of several dear, departed members of their extended family that I've worn to disintegration over the years. There could be a series in this.