Seduction by Butterflies

It is working you know.

The creative mind.

The seduction.

The seduction of the creative mind.

I am not really here to be an awesome seamstress.  What I really want to do is DANCE.  I am playing a game with the part of my mind that isn’t sure it can pick up a paint brush again.

So I look at this skirt.  It’s a nice fabric, rich color and the sequined butterflies are fun.

Pedestrian.

The butterflies should be randomly placed, swooping down a hip, fluttering along the hem, not place equidistant from each other, carefully following the rules of symmetry.  Oh, it could be so much more.  If only I would pick up that brush.

I will.

Soon.

I can feel my fingers itching and my mind is seeing possibilities.

So, one more photo. This is from the days of paint to my elbows and a little behind my ears, everyday.  In the olden days….when my mind was painting.  And where I am going next.

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