What’s up with this humidity? I hoped we were through with uncomfortable nights and sticky days. My heat pump has been on the fritz so my hooking has slowed to ½ hour an evening. It's uncomfortable to have wool fuzz sticking to me as the water drips down the back of my neck. I sit under an Ott-lite and although it produces very little heat, it’s radiates just enough to make me sweat like a pig at an all you can eat bacon buffet. I’m all about the comfort at this stage of my life, I no longer need to suffer for my art.
I’m really loving the letter F. Monochromatic hooking has always interested me. I like the elegance of tones of one colour, and the challenge of placing the values for enough contrast to show separation. Done in shades of grey it’s tricky to place the colours for contrast but I seem to be knocking it out of the park, if I do say so myself. I love the muted softness of this palette, as if a big cat is purring under my hook. The F is for Felidae, the term for the big cat family, also feline and feral, all puddytat related words and the reason behind the spots.