Jim van den Bos
I use letters in the alphabet as my fibers
I twist them into words, flowing threads
I weave them into sentences, supple fabrics
I colors them with my feelings, rainbow dyes
My criticism is my scissors, trimming shapes
My knowledge is for measuring, to size it up
The different themes are my seasonal collections
The internet my shop front, digital catwalk
But all the tools do nothing without inspiration
Inspiration gained by colorful experiences
Experiences given meaning by humans
Friends, strangers, enemies, lovers, you
They make up the colorful patterns designed
They built the structure and give strength
They validate anything created with meaning
My system is worthless without everything