When I find a cloth I like at the fabric store, turns out it has something in common with stuff I’ve already painted.

I don’t know it at the time.  I just see something I like.  I’m standing there going “Ooh!  Ahh!”  Soon after, money is changing hands — traveling from my purse to the cash register.

My subconscious has its enthusiasms.  I see.  I buy.  I paint.

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