For the past week (although it seems like a year) we have had men about the house (mostly outside) painting windows, doors, railings and walls. Wherever you are or whatever you are doing (!) a man can appear at a window or door at any time. It is totally discombobulating.
I managed to make some art by hiding upstairs and had lots of exercise running up and down the stairs to fetch bits of art equipment and cups of coffee.
I've got a large box of painted papers some going back twenty years so that's the recycling.
If I hadn't been discombobulated I would have shown these papers before I cut them, but here is some indication of the bits
and the picture before I sewed the fabric to its "vase".
Here it is framed.
It's going to a group exhibition in May. We each made a picture on the theme "Flower" using identical white frames.
Douglas likes it. So that's alright.