looking through a pickle-tinged Fowler's vacola

It's not a rosy glow, it's a soft warm light emitted through a pickled-tinged lens. That pretty much sums up how we are all feeling having screen printed printed more than our first third of the souvenir tea towel quota ready for INTERVENTION...(where we pass on the prints for one another to add/change/modify etc - Virginia's special 'touch'.)

Surprises will no doubt be in store as we meet again to share our quiet labours  from our individual studios...what will Virginia inspire each of us to do? How will the intervention/embellishment of one another's tea towel masterpiece turn out? Only Virginia knows. Surprises in store.

We each have a unique take on the cultural souvenir trade: from the halcyon daze of a romance-infused domestic drudgery of a bygone era (really? not still today?? stranger echoes have resounded...) to the culling of our national emblem - such a proud country, we harvest our national icon - and the colonial quest for civility & decency read between the lines of recipes, dancing or home management. The tea towel never strays far from it's sweaty purpose to mop up after a big feast.

The real joy, for us three musky-tears, lies in the discussion and artistic exchange surrounding Virginia. Ginny brings us together to share and discuss, inspire and challenge. Ideas are threshed out and interrogated until we satisfy a shared understanding. Three creative minds are definitely better than one.