i can't help myself

as i'm browsing the textiles department of the local thrift shop, to cool down a bit from renovating and preparing to move (labeling boxes* for a safe journey to wherever), i am not in the least prepared for the above find. okay, i occasionally come across a gobelin that makes my heart beat faster, but here now i am caught unawares of the treasures oozing out of a frank plastic box on floor 1. bell will simply go mad, for there are not a few tableaus, but simply tens. and tens! so many, in fact, i can unashamedly do away with the naff dog heads, and the kitch horses cutting through the surf. i settle for some seven scenes varying in colour, size and inkling. unmounted they come as well, so all they need is a spin in the washer, and.... now, what box did i wrap my beloved sewing machine in?

[*the new, old house not being in the least finished nor basically comfortable, i have to send off boxes and furniture to different corners of my small world. i will only just be writing, and hopefully making a few pictures, next couple of months. my studio will be running from late spring time off. keep those battered fingers crossed. ☻] more vintage treasures on herlibraryadventures.