|Plotting a distress watercolor. With graphite and pearl cotton.|
But, fuck it. I can complain if I want to. If I need to.
|A few stitched before work.|
Little time to write, stitch, paint, read, think.
|The Eyes are waiting for me.|
Stealing time here and there to work on a project.
|No time yet to stitch this drippy watercolor.|
Practice a stitch.
|Experimenting with woven wheel stitch on watercolor. Didn't work.|
|Poking holes when I can't sleep.|
That's the way the fates played out for me.
|Shipping Frame 11 for exhibition at the San Jose Museum of Textiles.|