How does one come back to reality after almost a month away? I must say, it's not an easy task. I once again, experienced the deep South in the spring, my favorite time of year as a child. And I remembered how much I miss my ocean. It felt like a long, lost friend.
And now, I'm back, and wish I was raring to go. Alas, this time it's a slow start. Once again I'm re-evaluating exactly what I want my studio to be.
But for now, the loom is dressed with a warp that reminds me of the color of sand and seashells.