frozen spider

Crystalized water catched by the net; the city hibernates, quietly breaths underneath the turbid ice. Stepping insecurely on slippery surfaces. Congealed fluid preserving nuts and berries, meanwhile birds try to find their way through the crusty surface, digging  into the ground to degust some worms. Like worms, the reset of life keeps warm indoors, until the melted water forces heads to come out of the soil. Fieldwork will move its activity, it is in deep need of a different frame, a movement into the outside of the outside. Being publically exposed in the constrain of the private domain, the public front yard becomes a private experience of the piece by perceivers of any age. Resistance against meteorological inclemency, over half-year the *static* umbrella has being keeping the wool together, … weaving will have to continue and re-extend its threads over windows, concrete and asphalt, knitting both sides of the street through frangible colored lines.