Why do we love fabric so much?
The pretty colors?
The pretty patterns?
The way if feels?
When I walk into a room of fabric it makes me happy! But why? Why does fabric touch our soul?
For some of us creative types, maybe it is because of the endless possibilities that lie in the piles of fabric in front of us. Designing, creating - good or bad - its like we are young again and can say "Hey! Look what I made!"
For some of us spiritual types, Fabric is a symbol of bigger picture of creating. The fabric itself is woven thread by thread. Then from something as basic as a thread comes something beautiful to wear, use or just enjoy seeing.
Somtimes is it deeper than that? Does fabric remind us that we are better - even prettier - when we work together? Like fabric we are each a thread woven together to make good out of little.
Isn't wonderful to think that fabric pieced together can mean so much?
So what is your story with fabric?
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