I dragged all three of my guys to the Garment District in L.A. while visiting California last week — a true testament of their love, you could say. It meant I could not bitch about how long they were taking, later on, in Urban Outfitters (though I tried). I didn’t have a lot of time to poke around, but one of the day’s treasures was a burnt velvet with tiny bubble-like circles and larger black swipes in half-moons. You can see swatches on this piece. It’s one of those fabrics that is equally delicious on both sides and I already wish I had bought more.
The composition is getting crowded and I’m not sure for the better. This is that design phase when evaluations are best put on hold. I AM happy that I split the original piece in half, the better to work on my lap at night.
We looked at colleges. Five in four days. I don’t recommend it as a pace.
Made me think about home and leaving home.
I like the unplanned houses in the cloth.
I’m accustomed to thinking of ‘home’ as an intentional place — something made and tended. But what if ‘home’ is accidental? Happed upon … more discovered than created?
Again, I love this creation of yours, the little house that just happened to be there, surrounded by what appears to me as a jungle and under a blazing sun or a sunflower 😉 Beautiful artwork.