The Escape

Sometimes it is impossible to keep things in. Even if your mouth has been stitched closed.


This one is just overflowing with love – it all just spilled out and bubbled up into the atmosphere.


I feel really strongly about this piece. I’ve been down in a plush slump for a few weeks now, and this one just hit me yesterday on a chilly walk back from the post office. Within minutes I was sitting at the sewing machine. A day later it was complete – and  I LOVE it. I am an avid believer in emotional honesty – and anyone who knows me will agree. I don’t hold anything in. Neither does this guy.


A Muted Haiku:

I can’t say a word

About anything at all.

Still my heart is loud.


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