My grandmother used to make lace doilies, and this reminds me of them. A little. Grandma’s doilies didn’t have grand colors like this, though.
And because nothing ever looks like just one thing, I also have to share that this makes me think of a cross section of the intestines. Wouldn’t you like to be inside my brain, where the juxtaposition of doilies and intestines seems normal?
Mandala C27 © Kelly Naylor 2008
I wonder how all of these would look, framed (individually of course) on one side of the hallway.
They’d look FABULOUS, of course.