Thursday, July 10, 2014

An Admission (about Fabrics)

Organizing objects and furnishings to sell at the Hastings Flea this Sunday, I'm re-discovering forgotten finds like this cotton seersucker whose print entrances me every time I look at it. It's hard to explain the level of quirky and sensual bliss. I can have mad passion for a printed textile, it's true and letting go of this one could be hard.

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