Post Show Syndrome...

I'm sure you'll recognise it. When there are plastic bags all over the floor. When you know you bought such and such, but can't find it in the bags. When you kick yourself, once again, for failing to take your camera. When you get to lunchtime, and realise you need to go back to sleep. When you can't remember what you bought, but you do remember how much you spent. When you think of all the people you meant to talk to, but didn't actually see. When you spend half an hour just patting fabric (in my case, the nineteen metres I bought from Heide Stoll Weber to dye with...). Mind you, that last one happens most of the time.

Did you miss me? No??? Oh... did I mention I did a workshop on critiqueing with Michael James? Thought that might catch your attention! I didn't intend to do any workshops, but as we were there for three days, and there were spare spaces, I thought, I can do that... it was a very interesting exercise. Sadly, I discovered that he won't be running the masterclass that June attended for a number of years...but when he does, I hope to be first in the queue...and that from someone who doesn't do workshops...

More over the week, as I think about it and calm down. That calm, though, will be overtaken by the panic of hanging our first exhibit on Thursday, finding something to wear to the opening on Friday and possibly making one or two more books to show... It's a hard life...but I wouldn't have it any other way.

The image is the quilt I showed in the Innovative Small category. I clearly took the small a bit too far; hardly anyone seemed to notice it! One of the judges was very enthusiastic about it, which made up for it a bit...see what you think. Photo courtesy of Sally Bramald, yes, I really did forget my camera...sigh...