The other night I started thinking about how to bind the edges of "uncertainty".
I held the unbound layers and mulled . . .
. . . Noticing the places where one side came up short to the edged of the other, the uneven sections, gaps . . .
. . . Wondering what fabric to use for binding, whether trim off the extra pieces that stuck out, to extend with more fabric, or to true up the lines of it with scissors?
I began folding over what was there, as it was.
The perimeter line came into being that is uneven, turned to one side and sometimes the other, with patched and stitched over gaps. It curves, widens, thins, twists, and zigzags around itself. Uncertainty allows for all kinds of possibilities.