April 5th 2015
Days have changed. The angle of light. The time of day and the kind of light.
I've done no new work. I am a bit amazed at how much I did in the last months before letting it rest.
The afternoon light caught the silk in a nice way.
The cloth relaxed into the stitch. As expected. There are no real structural issues. It holds together. All the pieces are safe. It's a place. Like home.
I am just looking. Wandering across the cloth with hands and eyes. Remembering and projecting. Fitting the rhythm of the story to my natural breath. Joining them together.