My fabrics live in their own cupboard, dedicated to materials. They come from many places and have been collected during most my life. Lots of them have a story of their own before arriving in my hands. Some are inherited from my granny, some come from clothing or upholstery, some have been found rummaging in exotic boxes in second hand stores, some just come to me because people know I'll like them and some I buy because of their beauty or strength. I try and keep them organized by colours but sometimes they try and rebel.
When I'm going to make new compositions, they all come out of the cupboard and here you can see them on my table.