Another cold, dark day here. Perfect for tackling that old hippie bedspread. I think it’s batik. One of the treasures I’ve snagged at a junk shop. Listened to opera all afternoon, occasionally handing out cat treats to demanding, insistent cats. I also started smearing in the tray of butterflies (on the left). Butterflies are hard! Everything is hard! I need a nap.
Margie Guyot Art 