I have discovered that my body is a canvas too. Virgiana Woolf wrote: "There is much to support the view that it is clothes that wear us, and not we, them; we may make them take the mould of arm or breast, but they mould our hearts, our brains, our tongues to their liking." Like my art, clothes reflect (and shape) who I am, and that is what you see in Bag and a Beret.
As an artist I often wonder what life would have been like if I had worn my hair long, had regular manicures, worn more make-up, dressed more on trend, and or had cosmetic surgery. Now in my 50s, these issues are cropping up more frequently in my work. How ironic is it that it has taken all these years to wake up to the worlds of possibilities lost and still ahead.
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