groping in the cold sunshine

 I'm not sure what's more important to me right now. Balance or impact. 

These pieces were impossibly scrunched up but I didn't want to find the iron. I washed them in the sink and spread them here and there to dry.

The third piece from the top is impossible to photograph. Silk that is opalescent.

Nothing is going to come of this because I was really looking for a ground to stitch some text on. I'm not even sure what text. 

This is not suitable for that so, I'll just leave it there on the wall. See if it has anything else to say in time.