When I was young and life was simple, I could calm all my fears and worries by running away to climb a tree. It was my safe place, a hidden space, a magical domain that carried me. Those were the glorious, halcyon days of my childhood. Was there magic in your childhood? A special place filled with magic where you could dream your future?
Materials
Whole cloth cottons and rayon, thread, fabric inks, and beads
Techniques
hand-painting fabric with inks, Raw edge shibori indigo dyed binding