" The Metamorphosis" by Franz Kafka written in 1915, is my third piece in a series about books I've read during the pandemic. I'm having fun with this. It kind of reminds me of being back in school and doing book reports, only instead my reports are beadwork. In this tale Gregor wakes up one morning to find that he has turned into a giant dung beetle. Unable to leave his room, he is literally crawling the walls. Similar to the circumstances many of us find ourselves in lately. Alienated from our fellow man with too much time on our hands, left to think about if there is a meaning to life or if it's just simply a shit happens and then we die type of existence. When all the regular day to day stuff is removed, things can feel a little surreal, hence Kafkaesque.
I'm getting ready to lazy stitch the beadwork to the leather, there are three color choices. A wrinkly eggplant color, turquoise and basic black. I appreciate your input, which color do you like?
My voter goes for the eggplant...it has a suffocating feeling, echoing the nightmare of becoming a dung beetle overnight and also picks up the mask. I adore your work!
ReplyDeleteYes Wendy, it's the weirdest leather and fits the mood for sure.Thanks for your input!
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