What are you wiggling your fingers for?
“Exercising. Limbering up for drawing. I’m thinking of doing another challenge: Ahmed Aldoori’s – 100 Heads in 10 Days.”
Is that why you made a Pinterest board full of photo portraits? “You’ve been spying on me.” I am your long-dead mother, part of you and therefore know everything that you do, dear.
“Wonderful. Also a little creepy and embarassing.”
“Finally, you enter a big department store’s fabric sale. Feeling very tired, you offer up a little prayer. And my sister unearths a roll of linen …
… with a butter yellow background, birds, flowers in coral, a little pink frog or two … and leaves the exact colour of your carpet …
The moment of truth is that you need 11 metres and there are just 11 metres left on the roll. Voila! Very happy and tired, you return home … with my sister and niece carrying a very heavy parcel.”
What a wonderful story, if I do say so myself. Just like a fairy tale. But why have you waited so long before finishing the telling of it?
“Sorry, Mum, I discovered Pinterest.”
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