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. |
Fuck it.
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. |
Onward ho.