I mailed out some potholders and a pillow this morning then went to a Gallery 99 meeting in Glens Falls. At home I put some straw in the pole barn for the donkeys to lay on then went to my studio. It was 16 degrees out and the wind was blowing, but the wood stove had been going all morning so it was warm inside. I knew I had a streaming pillow in me so I cut a square from a pink sheet and threaded my machine with purple thread and got to it. Today the images came more easily than the words and when I was done with the pillow I had one more picture in me.
Yellow and blue seemed right and that goddess just flowed out of me. I don’t know who she is yet, the words didn’t come. But I have a feeling that by tomorrow morning she will reveal herself.