I've collected a few of her things. Understated. Small. A little nod to my folk art past. And I've managed to tuck a few things away for my own children to enjoy at a later date. (Much later, I hope). Now and again I'll run across her things in a gallery (think: Whistling Swan in Davidson, North Carolina)
I'm only speculating but I think this primitive pincushion needs a place in my sewing room.
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