...and then this as i drive up into the foothills where i live after work. rain to snow to rain to sun back to snow. early winter, all right. at a horsefarm with one of my students today, we slogged through thick mud.
i had intentions of taking pictures of my work table, but it has vanished under an indoor snowstorm of stuff moved off the dining table and other work in progress. i don't know why i work in this chaos, but it doesn't worry me at all. i remember long ago when i realized i work best with at least four pieces going at once. who cares?
so, i promise some fiber soon. the IAPMA (international association of hand paper makers and paper artists) bulletin came in the mail today, and with helmut becker's flax covers, i'm about to settle in for a good read. thanks to gail stiffe and her crew for their dedicated work.