That magic moment when the junky found bits of rubbish* pick themselves up off the table and assemble themselves into something 3D. Everything good comes in time, with practice but without pushing. I wish I could remember that more consistently. In time! Zaman var.
A better picture will come in the morning light. And maybe a title. Feel free to suggest one.
*heavily frayed electrical cable, disposable plastic spoon, used dummy bullet. All collected in Göreme.
It’s easy to gauge my progress with the quilting pile. Full safety pin tin = not too many quilts waiting. There have been a few times I’ve needed to go to the store for more pins…
Some people prefer a spray or iron-in glue to hold the layers together, finding pins hard on the hands. I make too much mess with glues! A teaspoon takes the pain out of closing all those pins.