Then again, the lack of concentration could be due to spring (typed with fingers crossed) finally truly arriving and bringing with it a huge case of spring fever. Or it could be from anticipation of my upcoming trip to Washington, DC to gallery/museum/restaurant hop to my heart's desire. Yep. That sounds about right.
Despite my befuddled state, I managed a bit of studio time on Friday to work on indigo #7. Two hours later found the only alteration to the surface to be the holes left behind from my attempts at stitching.
#7 wants hand-stitching. Doesn't it?