I went to university in San Francisco in the sixties. The music, the politics, the fashions, the philosophies of that era launched me into adulthood. I scripted the names of my favorite bands onto the tie dye fabric with bleach. I painted the other fabrics to represent the turbulence of the Vietnam war. (There's also some metaphorical grass.) The sandhill cranes taking off were photographed by my husband and I printed them on more hand dyed fabric. The sixties were the wind beneath my wings. Peace.