Several years ago I had the opportunity to visit my daughter while she was studying textiles at The Glasgow School of Art in Scotland. Having never been there before, my pre-conceived notion led me to believe that I would spend my vacation in a rain smitten enclave while conjuring up fantasies of Brigadoon. I imagined myself in the gloaming, that grey-blue twilight just before sunrise and after sunset. I was … Read More
At the age of 16, my parents decided to give me a clothing allowance, the objective of which was to teach me how to handle money. The only items from which I was exempt from financial responsibility were my winter coat and my bras. The reason for this, the obvious cost of a winter coat skewing the budget and for me, lushly endowed the need to purchase rather well built … Read More