the week is starting. the little white house across the yard that is my studio is calling. and i'm readying myself for the day. my fingers are sore from hand sewing my little fabric vessels. they continue to bloom from me. in the evenings watching tv or a movie or last night during the superbowl or even visiting at the neighbors...i have a little bag of thread and scissors and my fabric wrapped cotton rope. and i'm building vessels.
today i'll work on collage in the studio. cutting and gluing and arranging pieces to make little slaps of art. our studio will be full of artful and subtle and unassuming hearts for our sale this weekend. little items that have been stripped of the forced media soaked romance that is easy to find. we will have little bits of art with an organic flow. perfect valentines. maybe a little whimsy. photography that makes you smile.
our sale is on sunday, february 12th. the doors of the little white house at 55 mowat ave will be flung open at 10 am. and we'll be there until 4. make us part of your sunday outing and you won't be disappointed.
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