I am having a ball combining painting and fabric. There is something about fabric that almost makes me cry, I love it so much. The way it folds and takes color. The way the wind can catch a piece of silk and wrap it gently around my arm. There is a time and space for every piece of fabric I find. Each piece comes with it's own memory.
That is what I love about it.
Enjoy!
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