I'm so excited. I found some textile medium, not the one I was looking for but hopefully this one will be good. I dragged out the big box of art supplies, spent far too much time sorting colored pencils from the markers that lost their ink when the boys were still in diapers, and looking for containers to put them in. Mugs will work for now.
I'm ready, baby. I'm going to try Cheryl's technique for coloring her stitcheries. I'm tempted to spend a couple of days sharpening all the pencils, but I think I'll exercise some self-control and sharpen as needed. Is there anything so tempting as art supplies? Wait - yes there is - what am I thinking. Fabric supplies, of course.
And sharp scissors. I got disgusted with my hair yesterday and cut it off. 2-3 inches. The bottom layer was growing so fast and looking rather ragged, and my theory of why pay for a bad haircut when you can do it yourself for free still holds. But I do like it.
Don't try to adjust your sets - this is a picture of an antique, taken in an antique mirror. The kinder, gentler sort of mirror. I'm still finding bits that didn't get hacked, so I'm keeping the scissors handy.
We're all sick here, so we're staying home and trying not to infect the rest of civilization. The weather is so beautiful, it's a shame to stay inside, but right now we're content to open windows and keep the kleenex nearby. Hopefully lots of coloring will get done and I'll have something to show you soon.
Stay well, be happy - hug the ones you love. But only if you're not sick.