Today in Admiring My Own Handiwork, I'm just fussing with these tiny patches I stitched a while ago. I'm not sewing them onto anything; I just found them in a pile of trims and tidbits. Some shapes are recognizable, but I find it satisfying to make tiny objects that aren't really anything and couldn't exist with added dimensions.
One of them turned into this painting, (filmstrip beep) which is and isn't an object.
