Heather the hammerhead

hammerhead artist textile doll held in a hand, shows visible mending, slow stitching and hand quilted elements, made entirely of old clothes

It was business as usual.

I stitched irregular shapes to one another into a shell, filled it with remnants to give it shape.

Plus a little more in the belly so it’ll sit straighter, taller, and it broke.

Right in the centre where the human ribcage would be to protect the heart and lungs.

I patched the gaping hole with what’s left on the desk— a blossom print.

Flowers always find their way to life abandoned.

Her heart will never stop breathing.

I call her Heather.

2 hammerhead art dolls, one meek and another vocal, handmade of upcycled old clothings