Saturday, 25 February 2017


Here is my little flower face just becoming , turning into what she needs to be. On a vintage handkerchief in a pink that could be Margaret's flesh pink,....maybe. I really like the little dancing feet at the bottom of the stem. There's no settling in one place for this dancer. She's moving ,to the beat, or the wind ,or life as it takes her.

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