On Friday, I treated myself to a new notebook. After staring at my drafts for a few weeks, I felt the presence of a kindred spirit. It was the last of the kind and the front cover was beat up a bit and by the time I finish using it, the fluffy white parts will look disgusting, but we connected. Plus I had a $5 off thing.
On Saturday at the art supply shop, I treated myself to an embossed A4 (roughly letter) sheet of paper. It's forest green in color, but like my cottons, the light plays on it in interesting ways.
As well, I found this blurb on paints; I'm not interested in the paint, but couldn't help myself.
Today, I hemmed and washed and pressed my cottons, named the pieces, wrote up my list of works for the museum, put stickers on the backs of the frames which came back from Pete very nicely on Friday. (Told ya, he is the best.) Ben did as much as he could with the loom so I have to test it tomorrow. Then this evening we made up these "clamps" (two pieces of wood and two screws each, really) to hang my scarves. The scarves were clamped while still damp so they are on the floor doing the rest of drying just now.
Then I think I'll have a mental holiday. My To Do list is long, my garden is screaming out for help, but I think I'll just sit for a day or two before the next thing.