These little squiggles appear all over the studio, clinging to my pants and shoes as I head upstairs to bed.
What are they?
They are not squashed, nor living, centipedes, though surely they look like that!
They are the static filled tails of waste from the serger that edges each and every module.
Meanwhile, on another note, little drawings are being done from the scraps and off cuts of the modules. I think they will find a home in the artists book documenting the project that I am going to make for Habitat for Humanity.