An unconventional source of inspiration, to say the least. I've been finding myself drawn to white lately. The white of beautifully textured canvas paper. The white of rough unglazed ceramic beads. The white of a bare wall, waiting to be decorated with a new piece of art. On my desk are pieces of a white bag which are waiting to be sewn together.
But it'll have to wait. We leave for France in two days, for a short but greatly anticipated holiday. 10 days at the beach with nothing to do but talk, sip wine, read, pick up seashells, and hopefully, if the water's still warm, take a dip or two.
Take care friends. See you when I get back.