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From Lemons to Lemonade

Oak Cliff Native and Artist Patricia Rodriguez teams up with local Mom n Daughter bag designing company to spread Art, Nature and a Can Do spirit

When I first got a snarky comment from what I call an "internet troll" about my artwork looking like "bedsheets" I wondered why someone would bother joining my fan page just to be negative. When it happened again, same troll....I decided to use this negative energy and take her words to heart. After all, my art would look great on fabrics and textiles right?
Her negative comments coupled with lots of supportive ones fueled me to figure out just how to get my art printed to fabric. Once that was done... Then what?
This painting of mine...
Became this dress! 
Thanks to my super talented fashion designer friend Gloria Rose for the amazing dress made from my design, I could now literally WEAR my art to my art receptions!
But how to make sure others could enjoy a little piece of my art?
By now I already had a lot of interest from fans wanting my work in textile format. But I was a little stuck...
(Model:Melissa Meaow. Photography: Andy Epps Photography)

Until I met just the right ladies, who had the same Can Do spirit as me and they were right in my neighborhood!
I met Debbie Do And Ali, Too through a fellow I went to college with, Mister Andy Epps.... Who had since turned into a wonderful photographer. Turns out his wife and mother in law have a small DIY business making bags..... This was just the ticket!
After one meeting with Deborah and Ali... and a margarita, I put my art fabrics in their hands and was amazed when they created the Spring Bunny Tote line...
Bunny Tote in Green

Bunny Tote in Blue
And they also really amazed with the Spring Butterflies Tote in sumptuous fabrics and detailing...
Purple Rustle Satin tote features satin lining, art fabric is organic cotton sateen

Tiered Lilac features hand sewn tiering detail in a lovely lilac cotton blend
Original Painting "Black Butterflies" acrylic, spray paint on canvas


I was truly amazed! I love that this Mom n Daughter team share their love of sewing and creating TOGETHER! And I was fortunate we all live in the same 'hood....talk about keeping it local!
People have been ordering and we already have our first public event set at Oak Cliff Earth Day on April 12. We hope you'll join us, come see our totes and passion in person as we celebrate Nature and our lovely planet. We will have special editions of the totes featuring up cycled materials as well. 
So what do you get when you get one of these little totes? You get to support a starving artists dreams  so she can create, paint and keep putting Art in the world. You get to support a Mom and Daughter small business who believe in up cycled goods to help the planet...and you get to support the notion that someone's negative comment can in fact be turned around to create something good and happy in the world. 
I'll let you know when the line of bed sheets comes out!
To preorder your Tote visit: 
http://debbiedoalitoo.com
Happy to do custom colors for you! 

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