....I am often filled with impressions.
They kind of play on their own for a while,
and often something ends up on the paper
as a sketch, a water color,
or maybe a pattern of some sort.
I did snoop around in a couple of yarn stores,
and one thing I noticed,
especially in Albuquerque and Taos,
was that the yarn stores
had lots of locally spun and dyed yarn.
The color of the red dirt
and the adobe houses,
the turquoises used in the Indian made jewelery
and on the trim around doors and windows,
were so intense.
Since we flew, I had limited space,
but I managed to stuff some yarn
in my carry-on
(and in my husbands too...)
Disse fargene går igjen i landskap,
i byggninger, smykker og klær.
Nydelig miks synes jeg.