that my 50 ‘stitches as marks’ were all going to be made on that piece of hand dye I showed you – I misspoke.
Admittedly that was my intention – but in the big sort-out I came across a little book I made in my ‘splosh ink all over a big piece of white paper, chop it up, make it into a book and cut holes in the pages’ period.
It also had black and brown paper pages, and, as an experiment, starched poly sheer pages. And a couple of bits of embroidery I’d clearly put in there for safe keeping and forgotten about.
Ready made marks.
so for the past couple of days, when not watching men in Lycra zooming around the French countryside on bikes, I’ve been mark making in or for the book.
The cloth has not been entirely neglected – although as all these marks overlap I cannot decide how many marks it actually comprises. I am very reluctant to
admit accept that it is only one, as far too much effort went into it!