There are horrible monsters inhabiting little children’s minds. They are drooling under their beds, waiting to devour them in a moment of inattention. Great artists always knew about that cruel, yet undeniable fact. My favorite book as a little kid was Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are, Bill Waterson
She even makes monsters. And these are loveable, artistic and – what a pity – always sold out. If you are able to buy one of these drapery sculptures, let her know!
The Cotton Monsters homepage, the shop and the blog.
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