furoshiki!

Who knew that I'd have to furnish two new apartments in the year-span of this project? Sunday I moved into my new address in Brooklyn, New York. Eleven months of self-induced concientious consumerism has prepared me for this new culture. I can no longer drive over to Target to pick up "essentials" for my apartment. There isn't one. The practice of creative reuse has now become more necessity than novelty.
During my short stay with Amy, she showed me this blog about furoshiki. Above is my square-of-muslin rendition of furoshiki sock holders.