Imagine you had spent hours on a project; creating something personal, maticulously pinning, sewing, thinking and designing. Imagine you had thought through the meaning behind this and how it would be displayed and viewed, and you would be proud of it.
Now imagine you were told you couldnt use it, and were not given the space to put it in.
Now imagine how I feel right now.
time to give up.
Nicola.
2 comments:
Hello, hello,
I'm imagining how you must feel, and i feel for you.
Did you actually make the piece in your previous post?.. it is most beautiful.... is it that which you're not allowed to use anymore? if so i imagine you must feel tres annoyed.... At least we have been able to see it displayed on here though, so it's visual beauty has not gone to waste...
On a completely different note, you were in my dream last night and you kept changing the screensaver on my phone so that it had hilarious photos of yourself on it! Just thought i'd share that with you!
love becky x
Imagine...your friend actually wrote posts on their blog. What a wonderful place that would be.
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