Deconstructed used clothing has become the medium that dovetails so well with my desire to make something artful and original from what was headed for landfill. I had observed clothing manufacture move to the Third World, where underpaid factory workers using cheap fabrics and knock-off design spend long shifts making garments for us Western consumers. We wore them briefly and discarded them quickly. What didn't sell at thrift shops got baled up and sent off to become upholstry fill or rags. At the point I inserted myself, the clothing could be looked at differently, turned around, seen anew. Shirts, even showing wear around the neck and cuffs, cut, re-sewn, quilted, stiffened with glue,were now the raw material for my art.