I'm so close to being done with the big project. I sewed Paverpoled scraps that I had cut off the sculpture back on to cover all the places where the chicken wire was showing. Sounds a little nuts but it looks cohesive. I also stuffed the tentacles so that they aren't as prone to bending and losing shape. Tomorrow I run to Walmart for some more neon green thread to sew some shapes to fill the last remaining hole. Almost there. With luck the sculpture is ready to hang for the Harvest. It's a giant open house the 24th and 25th. Be there or be square.
Now for the pretty of one of the side projects I've been working on. I love it when the light is shining through the satin.
The light during a Nebraska autumn is magical. We recently went on a pick up truck ride out to get a load of sand for a foundation project. It was the first time I'd ridden in the back of a pick up truck in a while. The light in combination with the linear rows of dried up corn, the irrigation sprinklers, and the dirt roads was lyrical. The sight of the other girl's dark brown hair whipping past her face as we flew down the gravel roads had me composing poetry. Some times the beauty of Nebraska comes back with such force it's breath taking. But then we always love a place more when we haven't lived there for years.