5/17/2013

Hanging around for a long time

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ropes on the ferry




cutwork tablecloth on the downed willow tree






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11 comments:

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    1. Thank you, Susan, had a lot of fun *working* on these ... ;>]

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  2. I surprised you didn't have some kind of fiber hanging from an old rusty farm implement (or some such thing). Love your creative eye!

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    1. oooooh, now you've given me an idea, Penny. Just yesterday I was looking at the old, rusty shovel (handle is busted) and wondering .... heeheehee. Thanx!

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  3. I especially like the cloth on the tree.... :)

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    1. It's becoming less like cloth every day, V, and more like habitat.
      And it's unfurling itself as well.

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  4. Love the slow, evocative images.

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    1. Many thanks.
      Both marking time, I think ;>]

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  5. These are fabulous images ~ I love them! Thank you for visiting my blog!

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    1. And the very same right back to you, Evelyn ... have been following your work for a while now & do so love all your Texture offerings. Thank you for the kind words.

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  6. You described these two images so well that I knew just what to expect... no disappointment... just draped and a little forlorn looking, their primary purpose behind them, in limbo now, their future a mystery.

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