• the copper wire is from my brother-in-law, who used to fix diesel generators for a living • to him, it’s scrap • to me, it’s YAY FREE WIRE
• many of the beads came home from Pennsic with my roommate • a talenti jar full of POSSIBILITIES
• there are also beads from my Aunt Ann • & from a friend named Elizabeth
• i found the hunk of barbed wire in a parking lot • i feel like that’s not how it’s SUPPOSED to work • but here we are