Scraps gathered from my basket
plus some dots rejected from a larger project.
I look at it
It is just not me.
Not what I imagine my work to be like.
So why does that happen every now and then?
Fifty shades...not quite
but a table full of greys.
I wanted lots of shades and a variety of fabrics.
The lacy edging of an old tablecloth
came out beautifully.
And this summer every dye pot has included a lovely piece of silk velvet.
Linen and silk take colour differently.
Subtle changes in colour.
Eager to start working with my newly dyed fabrics
but won't be able to until mid November.
My goodness that is a long way away!
Don't you love the rusted paper towel?
Just included for a shot of colour.
Every dye pot this summer has had a skein of thread thrown in too.