Last week's samples, made when I was in an artist's residency away from home, dried in many locations:
The chair held a bunch of skeins, but I had to watch the paint with the white ones; they wanted to pick up flakes of it and hang onto them. And . . .
This watering can was especially good for singles, which I wanted to have dry without twisting but not under tension. And . . .
and . . .
I love the way the bulky two-ply is backlit. It almost looks like an x-ray image.
Here's a bonus view of the highway on the drive home, just east of Kenosha Pass. Visibility was about half as good by the time I got to Conifer. I needed gas, and if I hadn't already known where to find a gas station I wouldn't have been able to locate one. It was a little challenging even so. . . . as was getting back on the highway, which I couldn't see from 50 feet away. But the pavement was clear and most people on the road were, for a change, driving sensibly.
There wasn't a lot of condensing moisture. If there had been, it would have been nice of it to pop over to the other side of the mountains, where it was so dry my skeins only needed a couple of hours before they were ready to label. . . .
I've got more things to post. I'm short on time. In addition to the press of deadlines that I'm working on, I'm planning to attend the Artposium this weekend sponsored by Colorado Art Ranch, with which my residency last week was associated. An "artposium" is a conference that "explores the intersection of the arts with social and scientific matters." I haven't been to one before. I've been told they're terrific. So. . . .