|~ artwork by Marieloes Reek ~|
The other day I'm in my studio, and my true love comes in with a bag of stuff, dumps it out on the floor, and lo and behold... There are my red Doc Martin's along with some colorful socks and athletic shoes that I had donated to the Salvation Army over 10 years ago. Apparently the bag ended up in the basement instead. (what was I thinking?)
A few weeks later, same scenario. This time another "donated" bag was found in the garage and out falls my purple suede oxfords, amongst other items. Woo-hoo, I'd been missing those guys I gave away 10+ years ago.
At school last week, one of my students, out of nowhere gives me a bag of clothes she thrifted, saying they reminded her of me and I could use them for fabric! (I'm always wearing wild outfits to the painting class and they know all about Project Minima.) Oh my, such fabulousity. I can't begin to describe how unique and beautiful the 3 pieces are. I wouldn't want to cut into their gorgeousness and will wear them as is. I'll have to take pictures.
The next day I receive an unexpected package in the mail from Canada?!? My dearest Melanie sent me the most luxurious, scrumptious, golden, selections of fabric imaginable! Words cannot describe their texture, weight, and luminosity. ahhh, yes.
And here I was going to post about how befuddled I was feeling. Silly, silly me.