I went hunting for colours inside a box of crayons.
I had just finished recording the course on Long and short stitch, which had forced me to make sense of the story with which over the years I have overcome my resistance to choosing colours and how I have discovered that there is a method. By trivialising days of frustration, mistakes, refining my sensitivity to colour, I was look for a template within which I’m forced to make choices I would not otherwise make. At the same time I had been given a box of pastels, which are also the colours of Easter.
One thing led to another…