Hand felted self adornments and nuances ~ imbued with emotion and soul ~ organically influenced by the nature of wool ~ stunningly illustrated by Raquel.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

I felt angry toward my friend.
I told my wrath.  My wrath did end.
I felt angry toward my foe.
I told him not.  My wrath did grow.
William Blake

Scarves @ feltfree.com

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Whenas in felts my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows,
The liquefaction of her clothes.

Next, when I cast mine eyes, and see
That brave vibration, each way free,
O, how that glittrering taketh me!

With apologies to Robert Herrick