Wednesday, October 23, 2013

The Kitchen Cat

The small town in which I live has a lively culture of antique (read: second hand) shops, which are great fun to browse when I am at the end of my creative rope.  The other day I found an old quilty cat doorstop – it felt like it had a brick inside! – and dragged it back to the studio for inspiration.  Today, feeling ready for Market and with a scrap of energy any some fabric left, I made my own version, complete with going out to my garden and digging up a little sack of gravel to weight it down.  She reminds me of my first cat, an orange tabby I called “Monster”.

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