when you were still in the world
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My father told me that his grandmother, Minnie, used to make quilts. They were not art, he assured me, just made up of snippets of old clothes , so as not to waste fabric and used to keep warm. He remembers one, he says, all in grays and blacks and plaids. Not art, he says, not meant to be beautiful. Sounds like beauty to me. Maybe even art...
Gulls of Long Beach, oil on paper panels
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- 32.NANWRIMO winner! 50k page novel done
- 31.Prints Exchange for BAM tba
- 25-30 knitted decorations for swift
- 24.Harmonias cowl sweater for jen
- 23 jays socks
- 21-22 pairs of socks
- 20. minimalist cowl October
- 19. calligraphy painting
- 18.ballerina doll july
- 17. Kaftan from Indian print 6/16
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