Deborah sent me this photo of my fabric painting, No One Has To Die For Me To Be Free, hanging on the wall above her bed. She also sent me a photo without the dogs, but I thought they were too sweet to leave out. I love the rod she chose to hang it from. It works just right with the piece.
I love to see where my work goes. I always feel like a mother bird, pushing her babies out of the nest, whenever I send a piece of my art out into the world.
I’ve seen reproductions of this piece, repeatedly, because I made it into note cards and used the image of the goddess to make bookmarks that I put in with each of my Etsy orders. But seeing her tattooed face again is inspiring me to do something similar to the body of my goddess becoming, that I found a head for yesterday.
But then, isn’t that just the way things happen….
