Cloth Paintings and Me
I love fabric. I can’t say for sure that I always have, but I know that my love of cloth, of textiles, as grown exponentially with my years on this Earth. When I was little, I used to wear clothes my paternal grandmother used to sew for me, and I hated them, because they weren’t new and from stores like the other kids’ clothes. How I wish I could go back in time and admire the handiwork of my gifted grandmother, who could also knit and crochet anyone under the table. She tried to teach me to knit, and I ended up making a very uneven but brightly colored scarf for my plush white teddy bear, which I remember photographing for a high school photography class. It did not win portrat of the year!