Do the saddest animals house the bravest hearts? No: bravery is the quivering of the paw as it reaches for the heart. The heat, the silence in knowing that it sucks to be an animal.
A zine of knitting patterns, stories, interviews and recipes from a bunch of makers who all agree on dismantling hierarchical structure, and making art and sense of the world.
About relationships between humans and the land and other living beings, how we view these, and how they're determined by stories and language we use. It compares indigenous and western ways of understanding the world.