Wednesday, January 13, 2010


Mom saw wild horses there when she was a kid. Her father had piled the family into a big ol pick-up leaving the Hunky Dory Resort, his parents and brother behind after some kind of fight over inheritance. Its a family mystery and grandpa never talked about it. He was brought up to be stoic and silent.
Anyway my mother remembered the herd of wild horses against the Montana sky and the romance of that image pulls me.
The skirts are from reused fabrics-an Xmas tablecloth, upholstery remnants, dyed lace from an old dress and fabric from my Zootsuit days

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