fabric has always had that kind of hold, capturing me in a web of warp and weft
time and days slip by as I work my way through the fabric journal
using all those special little scraps of fabric that I have been setting aside, collecting for something special like the small sample of a lovely textured dupioni silk
this is a textural journal, running my fingers over the bumps and lumps caressing the silk
playing with color and patterns then finding combinations that are pleasing to my eye
last week, I tacked pieces of vintage 60's wallpaper from my collection to the studio wall and I have been finding inspiration in the colors and the psychedelic patterns
I think I may add a shelf to this wall with a strip of wood to make it easier to switch out papers and fabric
and it has not been all fabric, all week
at night, I work in my daily visual journal
playing with some color combo's and finding faces in the globs of paint
this morning as I was preparing the photos for this post, I remembered a photo of Ralph the Dog and one of his favorite babies. The picture below was taken a couple of years ago. I think I see something familiar in last night journal page and Ralph's froggie baby.
How funny is that!