Do you have those days that looked primed for productivity, that disappear in a swoon of experiments and ideas?
After three days of energy - so welcome after as many weeks stuck on the couch, I thought more intense sewing was ahead.
But today felt like drifting downstream, paddle on lap. The notion of making my own images on fabric keeps turning over in my hands and head. Today's attempts varied from sentimental to autumnal.
|Playing with stamps and brush on muslin|
These were printed after a slow walk around the block in the mist with the dog.
|Working back into long-ago dyed fabric, with acrylic paints|
I'll let them dry and see how I feel about them tomorrow.