Wednesday, December 11, 2013

LOVECRUSH

LOVECRUSH cards are an offering of a small work of art in the form of a gift. Give Love in a multitude of colors, patterns, and combinations. These mini-artworks are suitable as a Valentine, Anniversary, Birthday, Thank you, get well, or just thinking of you gift. Check out my Etsy page for purchasing details.

Monday, December 9, 2013

Hexagon cards!!!!!

I love Hexagons. I love rainbows. Hexagon rainbow art-cards, featuring explosions of stitched lines.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

The Way We Know Ourselves (metropolis)

The way we struggle to understand our craving of peanut butter bars, attraction to punk rock motorcyclists and urges to smash a glasses on a tables. Our continual exploration of the chaos in our humanity and attempts to define, control, and predict it.

Brain Seeds

To enter the world is to enter into oneself. Here are some drawings of microscopic seeds.

Friday, June 7, 2013

Etsy Shop

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Monday, May 13, 2013

newborn fabric mandalas

My latest body of work has recently been finished and documented. Here are some of the pieces. The process of creating them has grown from past projects, trial and error, and mostly the spontaneity of experimenting with fabric, color, and layering. All works will be available for sale pending any exhibition acceptance. Thanks for all of your support and inspiration. love and peace, Laura

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Allende House

Drag his bones from one place to another Frequently coming across, Without suffering or joy, A network of mysterious contacts Along side the stone statues The only illumination, Paralyzed with confusion and surprise With their backs to the window, Assorted other things Splendor, visible from the street As soon as they were awakened Her face transformed, The law would not intervene. A strange shiver, Suffocation of nostalgia Soft as moistened bread Enabled him to buy- Conjure up at will. Shattering it to bits, Surrounded by silence. Someone like your-self, Boundary between Confused rhetorical exchange. If they were in the middle One ascended via a spiral. They slept in since, In this realm Last activity was a wasted one. People of his condition When she returned; Like two small animals