Grey rainy day. Working around errands and a sewing lesson for my daughter, I matted extracts from the printed fabrics made last week. Some become art with a little cropping, others turned into collages:
Notice the woman reappearing. I love her strong pose. Years ago I drew her, a big lovely woman who pushed her grandkids and my girl at the park, while I drew. I have never stopped being grateful for the respite she gave me.