A half-finished word. This is part of a slow side project spinning off from notes scribbled in a writing workshop involving a harp (thank you, fellow 26 member Fiona Thompson) – but I digress.
This half-finished embroidered word.
Embroidery is very Zen. I get to look at work in progress on a list of names of greys, each with an accompanying line of stitches, so far, each line stitched in one go.
‘Graphite’, I start late, delayed by the studio day and distracted by the TV. So I do a bit, then stop.
In the morning, in what will be a word listed because it's a material I use for drawing, the typographer and lover of words in me sees ‘graph’ – pointing me at the clean-lined order, planning and logic of my design and creative direction. And that reminds me how interconnected the strands of my work are, like the filaments and twists in my box of threads and wool.
