Pixels in wool

Pixels in wool

Colored Threads and Stitches

When I stitch the date 2013 into a project that has spanned much too much time, it is time to finish it up. The stitches are slow. I work multiple needles at once. And I want to move on. I want to explore larger projects, larger in scale that is. These little pixels of wool offer too little of a reward. So what do I do? I post this picture on the web. An effort at speech. Do others invest their leisure in this projects that consume precious hours? I know some that can do these while watching TV. Not I. Even my eyes beg for natural light to better see the web of the canvas where stitches go diagonally, where colors need the light to distinguish a blue from a light blue, an orange from a pink.

Cafe Moment

Cafe Moment

A quiet moment to reflect. My table top upon which I write gives the setting a certain symmetry. I breath in the quiet. I am alone. I am also one of the women at the window, enjoying a friendship that mirrors pleasures. We had looked at a lot of art. Those pictures now recede into a stillness.