It started with a shell fragment. A piece of mussel shell found on my walk by the Bay. We hadn't been on the complete loop since before the pandemic, keeping the walks short for a year and a half. But here we were by Marina Bay, closer to where the gulls drop their food to crack it open. Many fragments. The shininess and the gradations called to me.
I began to draw and paint with watercolor marker in my journal. But it wanted something more. I've been sewing sleeves for and on all my quilts so far, getting ready for a solo show in September, but I needed a break to make.
I painted watercolor ground onto cotton, then drew the mussel shell fragment over and over. A small quilt, perhaps? I took out the Raven black dye and dyed up a few pieces of cotton and one piece of silk, then found some dyed scraps from another project. I began, not knowing how it would end up.
