A garment of the mind has no appearance or style.

A discontinuous garment with all the right details and openings,

though never together at the same place or time.

It is a garment that is strangely animated with movements & gestures,

some of which belong to the garment whilst others seem to have been mine.

Above all, it is a garment whose structure is an elaboration of its development:

A garment in a perpetual process of being remade.

Words by Professor Julian Roberts