I had a bit of a shock today. My mother who never rings on her mobile phone, rang to say she and her partner had had an accident on their annual trek up north to warmer climes for the winter months. Fortunately they were not injured but very badly shaken and lucky nothing had happened to them, but their caravan was a write off- so they have had to abandon their trip.Thank goodness they weren't injured .
I have been looking at this Roman motif from Palmyra- i was intending it for a smaller piece for my exhibition but I am not sure I like it well enough- I am not sure there is sufficient contrast- though in the darker areas of the image more stitching will go in. My Travelllers Blanket makes slow progress- I almost feel guilty sitting and hand sewing on it- but it is a part of the story I am trying to tell and connects some areas of what i want to exhibit. Plus it's growing on me as it grows in size- I have to do 72 of those little embroidered squares ( 72 seems to be my destiny number - given my book is also 72 ways) and then hand quilt he whole thing. it will measure about 1 metre by 1 metre 20 or so.
I would have moved things into the shed had it stopped drizzling- we are being subjected to an Antarctic blast the like of which we haven't had for awhile, and being Gellibrand, drizzle capital of Australia ( or nearly so) it's been clammy cold, the type of cold that seeps into your bones and imagination.