Fabric haul(ing)

Yesterday the temperature climbed to the 90s, but that didn't stop three of us from Western Avenue Studios. A local upholstery shop had asked for help clearing out left-over fabric. "It's just junk to us," the wonderful owner explained. So, amidst piles of springs and batting, we sorted through their stash, and filled our cars to the brim.
Once home, I lined bolts on the neighbor's fence, and unrolled them in the driveway.

I had wild chintzes - including these surreal tulips, and this wonderful fruit print, called "Tahiti" and a terrific toile. Are those people listening to a concert, or in mourning? Also loads of velvets and brocades.

My neck is sunburned, my body's weary and my little fabric heart is jazzed, just looking at all these beauties and imagining what we might do with them.