Labels: dreaming in color, Europe, painting, textiles to touch
posted by Phoebe at 12:07 PM
That's a beautiful picture. Reminds me of a Sylvia Plath poem "the wet dawn inks are doing their blue dissolve"... do you know the one..?Cambridge Mass. I didn't realize until recently really IS an equivalent to our Cambridge here in the UK. You must be quite the intellectual to be residing there. ... Or come from an enormously posh family..???!! Be honest now and tell the truth!!Well I found your site quite by chance and I'm glad I did because you're most interesting.I keep a blog too, you know. I'm at gledwood2.blogspot. You're most welcome to drop by. It's very different to yours though. All the Very Best nowGledwood
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At age 4, Phoebe received a gift of three beaded Masai bracelets, and began to dream of marrying an African who would give her more of those beautiful beads.
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