Thursday, January 31, 2019
as yet untitled
All that picking and sorting. I auditioned dozens of pieces of cloth, but nothing grabbed me.
I hadn't quite finished putting everything in the basket when I got a call that Charlie needed to be picked up from school. He was having a Bad Day. I abandoned the basket of wishful thinking. Probably a good thing.
Nana to the rescue and glad to do it. The weather emergency fizzled and I was home by dinner time.
The next morning I set the basket aside and rummaged in the closet where the UFOs lurk. Came up with this as-yet-unnamed piece. Not having named it makes it hard for me to search for it in the archives. Probably from 2012 or early '13.
I'll try to get a decent overall shot of it tomorrow. It reminds me of cave paintings.
Sweetie was not much help in the search for Tazmeena Green. It's a color to bask in, mostly. There were a few that were close, ...
Play it again Sam.
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