Many years ago, we were tiling a window sill and my husband, Ray, bought a set of tiles he just knew I would adore. They were about 3x3 and came in a sheet of 16. Kind of light blue with explosions of other blue in the glaze, I couldn't stand them. Thought they were hideous. Uggh*. (The sill remains un-tiled, and un-finished to this day). But I kept them, because well, that's what I do. I'll make something with them. But of course, everytime I looked at them I thought, ugghhh... Yesterday I was reading an article about an artist's studio, and she had on her wall a collection of images that inspired her. So I thought to myself, that's what I'll do with those nasty little tiles... So today it's these beautiful foxgloves from my garden, I find much inspiration in the beauty of flowers. Would have been way more inspiring, except I got home from a seminar this evening after 10, so it's kind of rushed. I've decided I can revisit anything at anytime if I feel like it, because I hate feeling like I'm not done all of the time.
Oh, & P.S. *(Marla who has some of the best taste in anyone I know, liked them, so perhaps he could have been right).
No blue there - I love the green and I love the foxgloves (don't you feel like an extraordinary gardener when the foxgloves bloom? Once you find them, that is! Ours hope all over the place!) Great tiles, Sarah!
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