A collection, yes, but a collection of what -- similar objects?
Similar ideas?
How do you know when you have one?
in a three panel needlepoint comic about chasing dreams
that I stitched several years ago and blogged about here
--a comic that at the time seemed complete unto itself--
morph into other work that is seemingly different
but actually, oddly, the same in spirit?
I'm rarely that organized.
ready or not (and I'm not, quite),
it feels perfectly reasonable to fit things together,
make an inventory list,
label the tapestries,
roll up the panels of comics,
press the translucent panels of cloth,
bundle it all up,
take off my boots,
and cross the river.

and hanging on white walls,
or sweeping through the air
in a light-filled gallery,
we can call it a body of work,
or not -- can't know for sure till it is up.
But either way
it'll be time to lace my boots
and continue on,
where ever it is that I am going.