fall/winter 16

If we were but conscious of our own utter littleness, we would not dare look with contempt on the smallest atom in the world.
~Charles Lanman, "Musings," 1840

My new collection is an ode to little creatures that crawl and creep.
Gentle and prevalent throughout my New England landscape they grant their blessings to our fruit trees and work endlessly excavating in the decay of fall.
I'm talking about bugs people.

Incorporating simple silhouettes harking back to the 1970's, the new collection is forged of rich garnets, mustards, deep teals and metallic golds.

All printed and handmade in my Massachusetts studio.
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