The light was nice this morning, and I wanted to catch it.
My stitch journal. One skein of floss each day. Found fabric. Artist canvas.
I often have doubts about the colour choices. I reach into the thread bag and pull out a skein of floss without looking at it - with my eyes shut - and then apply it around and over the strip of torn cloth.
This does not "go", I think to myself. Or..."this is a boring combination".
But later, when I see the whole panel, those I thought dull or ugly are OK.
They have changed I think. (like memory changes things?)
The title of the piece is "Not to know, but to go on".
Because we don't know what will happen each day and as we go through the days one after the other, some seem dull. Even ugly.