the image that plays in my head, what something can be later on. . .
the anticipation that keeps me wanting to go home and get my hands working when I find a “treasure”. . .
the tender manner i take off vintage buttons off some vintage, tattered fabrics. . .
the array of bits and pieces i surround myself with when i try to create wearable art. . .
the pride of actually wearing my creation. . .
the wows I get when I am wearing my creation. . .
my life and am living it. . .
(my working table @ la huerta)
(my green butterfly)
(my rainbow of beads)
(shades of lavender - buttons bracelets)
(catching the sun on my sunny, cheerful yellow buttons bracelets)
Photos of Dolorosa and the Carroza, circa 1930s
2 years ago
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