When the sun came out this week, one of the things on the good light list to photograph was my Janet Bolton workshop piece. I feel obliged to show it to you, because I struck an "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" deal with Emma, and so many of you had asked me to see it. But I am far from pleased with it - in fact, the more I look at it, the less I like it. Oh dear.
Things I do like
The American Tan tights (put in especially for Raspberry who said they made her shudder).
The laundry isn't completely sewn down, so it's a bit 3D.
Things I don't like
I wish I had made the whole thing much smaller.
I got a bit seduced by Janet Bolton's muted palette, but the expanse of beige is depressing the hell out of me.
I think it needs some kind of quilting on the background, but I've tried a few different things and nothing looks right.
So if anyone has bright ideas for the problem of breaking up the beige background, let's have them!
But until then, I'm going to tuck this away on a high shelf and just enjoy the pleasant memories of a wonderful workshop and a brilliant and inspiring woman. And the glow that comes from keeping up my end of a bargain.