Thursday, August 30, 2012
Three Anatomists Embroidery
I got up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. So I went down to the kitchen and worked on my embroidery. There was a storm in the distance and I could see, every once in a while, a flash of lightning. It was quiet. I had the radio on low. Now every time I pick up this embroidery, I remember that night. Even though it was lovely, I prefer to sleep through the night.
Labels:
anatomist,
art,
cadaver,
embroidery,
folk art,
insomnia,
macabre,
needlework,
storm
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