In the meantime I do have a kind of gross street find collection of glass and wire and metal bits, slowly making its way onto my slow cloths. Here's the wall I put up for my individual critique this week. I got some suggestions for some other ways to present the tagging series and encouragement to make lots more of the 8x8 street find slowcloths and arange them in a grid for a larger piece.
Today I rode out to Manayunk (6.5 miles) to the Philadelphia Handweaver's Guild for a critique group afternoon. It was nice to be back in the world of "wow, that's beautiful" for a bit. In grad school the words "like", "love", and "enjoy" are verboten. On the way back I tried to take a different route along the Schuylkill River in order to avoid the giant Laurel Hill, which ended up taking me 11.5 miles! So now... I am very...very sore.