Big Rolls

When the Houston Quilt Festival ends, I usually help a friend take down her booth in the vendor mall. It is always disconcerting to see how quickly the magical world of colorful quilts, artfully draped fabrics and piles of glittering beads turns back into a stark space of concrete and metal. Strong guys roll up the carpet then hoist it onto carts, the rolls teetering unsteadily. The ends of the rolls form fascinating patterns. These circles within circles have much in common with the roses in last week's photo. Their irregularity gives the carpet rolls an organic quality that one would not expect from an industrial material.