I spend the mornings light stalking, and the afternoons shuffling through sketches from the past year. Little things that don’t look like much at first, later they bloom into something fluid and moving. I use my sketch book alot, but more often I grab copier paper. I have random stacks of these I go through to inspire and create my pattern books. Tea, lots of yerba mate tea with honey and a spearmint sprig. Trying to think of a name for this book…
