I have two beautiful vintage fabrics sitting in my workroom, tempting me to start work on them but I can't. I'm too busy. Perhaps I should lock them away out of sight and mind but I love to see them, occasionally touch and caress them. It's my fabric addiction!
I'm busy with a lovely large order of eighteen mannequins for a client in Lithuania! Although I think they are destined for a store in Russia...not sure which country is more exotic.
After a few days working on my seamless mannequins I'm left with a large bundle of pretty colourful, soft strips of velvet. I'm wondering what I can do with them. Perhaps they could be turned into balls of yarn? or sandwiched in a frame to create a work of art? or pop them up to the local pre-school? Perhaps the latter.
It's absolutely breathtakingly beautiful in my neck of the woods at the moment. I love the colours and textures, the dark skies, the smell and sound of the rainfall, the bleakness...
The road home to a warm fire, piece of fruit cake and a pot of very hot tea...heaven.
Which reminds me that I have to stack the pile of logs delivered today...
I think I'll wait until it stops raining first.