inner child

"love shack"

"love shack" fabric collage detail

"love shack" people

it is no longer a fever, it is a delirium. i should know, i get these spurts of wanting to make things no matter the outcome.  like an urge to spit it all out, almost like the fibres and the colors and the textures have been living inside me and they need to come out, become, BE. it is the voice of my inner child who finally finds the time between cleaning and washing and cooking and paying caesar that stops everything to PLAY.