the moon has a face...

like the clock in the hall;

She shines on thieves on the garden wall,

On streets and fields and harbor quays,

And birdies asleep in the forks of trees.

~ R. L. Stevenson

a primitive quilted fabric from the civil war era 

provides the base for many layers and textures

hand stitched tiny treasures light up the night

a rusted bell with a secret hidden crystal clapper

and a driftwood hanger

textile art quilt 

available in my etsy shop