My mother loved roses. The Oracle caught my mood.
magic flower laughs
opens remembering heals
like stars aborning
sacred spirit shines
between memory and rose
flowering the soul
I found an old skirt in the attic. It didn’t fit me anymore but I really like the design and decided to cut it up for a collage painting.
I started by decoupaging the cut out roses onto the heavy watercolor paper I’ve been using.
I painted in the leaves and stems in brown and then just let it happen. Here is a shot of the skirt; it is an interesting textile. I seem to be exploring my old textile design roots but I’m not fighting it!