It won't stop raining.
It's grey and dark.
Yesterday I eased myself into the New Year. I found a small piece of silk gauze in the scrap basket. A piece I had dyed last year. It is so thin it appears colorless here.
I feel the silk has become the main character here. I tried to just let it go. Be. But of course I had to hold it as well. It was slow. I dyed it with walnut and pom and then dipped it in indigo as I recall. It is kind of earth and sky. There is a bigger than normal wishing star in the scheme of things.
Silk like this is not practical for some things. It is so thin it sort of crepes up gives it a nice texture. But it snags easily. It's ok for a small art piece but not a quilt or anything. I had a scarf once, it was beautiful. But it didn't appreciate my rough working hands.
I love how it took on the darkness of the deep indigo base here. How it lets the dark in as well as the light.
Using silk gauze is a bit like watercolor painting.