not BRIGHT, but a soft, almost Solstice sun…feeling more distant, yet sure and there.
the cradle of Mother Night
and how dawn feels so far and takes so long to get to and then too…Sun does not "full" until late then falls away over the edge soon and Mother Night reigns again….i realize that this is A Day of this 12th month in this hemisphere, so not equally divided with heat and light….
and how this is such an experiment, NOT one of the ones that creates its Self, but me, experimenting and how there seems to be some scrap collage but also this one, a lot of stitching with threads…, the threads really "talking" the story here????? but how i am just loving using the Inktense to mark the cloth with such a blend of color…just loving watching the pencils mark the cloth and then the wet brush making those marks bleed into each other, how they can become indistinct, really, OR not..how they can remain bold? Nothing bold yet, but it could be without the wet brush….
totally satisfying.
and i think about it. How it's a different marking than plant dye…is that ok? that it's these pencils? No sense of an answer yet, just the Pleasure.
windthread 
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