I’m fascinated by a box of thread inherited from my Aunt Marie. It has every colour of the rainbow. I can’t recall ever seeing her or any of the family wearing outfits in the wild colours found in the sewing kit. I love the spools all lined up in a row in the way I would squeeze paint onto my palette.
Lately I’ve been mending and altering clothing and household items. I’ve been using this as a tactic to go off the computer and chill out. No unnecessary input or output. Just a few minutes of relaxed focus on the task of repairing a hem or darning a sock with my non-domestic skill.
I love that magic box of unlimited colour that gives inspiration for my new paintings. There is something special about inspiration that comes from everyday objects around us.