Thought I would carry on stitching the rusted cloth.
Wanted to try different colours and values.
It reminded me of the days I used to say
that value is more important than colour.
The new week looks pretty insipid
until you get to the cream on black!
Reddish Brown thread looks okay close up
but disappears at a distance.
Hardly notice the change in browns and beiges.
And of course the cream just popped out at me on the black.
Perhaps I have become a person of contrasts rather than
all the subtle colourings I seem to lean towards!
Oh, yes, but then it could just be that fading eyesight
of my senior years needs high contrast!