oh, if the pillow could talk.......

It was one of those nights.....it started out as a simple idea to translate a painting of mine into a felt image for the wall. Three hours later (by this time it was midnight, a full three hours post bedtime) I frustratingly chopped it up and made it into a pillow. Eureka! suddenly all that time that had seemed a waste of my precious sleep time (my boys love to wake up at 6am sharp....) made sense. I had to look at it in terms of a discovery that wouldn't have been made hadn't I gone through the extremely maddening process. I would love to hear what you think :)