it arrived yesterday and i rushed out straight away to investigate the new fabric shop in brunswick st fitzroy where i found some lovely silk chiffon in just the right colours....

for jealousy i am thinking sour greens, bilious yellows, bitter puce - hard corrosive colours that clash undercut by the despair of black and the passion of red. and techniuque? not a burnt quilt this time but a damaged wholecloth - slashed, distorted.
2 comments:
"Bitter puce" is the most eloquent phrase I have heard all week (and I live with a poet!). You really are a lyrical one, my dear.
This series sounds incredible - I look forward to seeing it unfold.
You have the colours just right....I myself, like the bilious yellow description, as I think I've been there and can picture it/them exactly. Horrible colours yet spot on!
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