Tonight I dreamed again sit in the school art class. My aunt had us on large looms weave. There were just wide of fabric, but when we brought it down, it was at once elastic tubing with round neckline, which is perfectly adapted to the body. Then we got a piece of heavy woven fabric with blue and green floral patterns, with which we were allowed to make what we wanted. I somehow tied into corn yellow / dark golden threads or thick embroidered on them, or at least made me this pattern then the dream is no longer happening.
Still in the dream I'm bored as me, this ever printed fabrics, which are everywhere, yet the patterns are so beautiful, but I printed it all seemed somehow cheap. I would love to once again hold a high-quality woven fabric with a stylish design in your hands! I decided to go to Munich to Radspieler, if only to look to. But just when the shop appeared in a completely senseless place (behind the Frauenkirche, as he is not, right?) In front of me and I wanted to enter this paradise of substances, I woke up ..
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