Growing up I had a friend whose mother used to tell us stories about her childhood.
About how she would make skirts out of flour sacks.
Coming from a more suburban upbringing I didn’t understand this rural concept.
I pictured her poor mom in burlap sack skirts!
And I always felt so sorry for her!
I didn’t get it until I started quilting and learned about the colorful flour sacks the manufacturers made in the 1930's specifically for the ladies to make clothing.
I was thinking about this as I was making the bed the other day.
(Hang in there, there is a point, I promise!)
As I was tucking in the sheets I was thinking how much I don’t like the fragrance of the fabric softener I am using.
The fact that I’m using a liquid fabric softener is odd too.
But I bought it because I like (and need) the bottle it came in.
It’s a lovely bright lime green.
And I need it to make more ‘diminutive sneakers’ for some of my creatures.
So I find myself perusing the aisles of the grocery store looking for the right kind of packaging regardless of the product!
I wonder if the manufacturers know this…..
I think it qualifies me as a real and true artist! Don’t you?