I’ve been suffering from an extreme case of ‘overload’ today – with the resultant symptoms of ‘headless chicken’ and ‘rabbit in headlights’ lack of productivity.
Keen prioritiser that I am, I decided to do a bit of therapeutic/meditative label sewing instead of all the urgent jobs (along with stuffing some unopened bills under the carpet).
Here is a picture (kindly taken by studio assistant/father – who has taken a week off from helping me to fix MANY bird boxes) of me stabbing my fingers and getting cross when labels somehow manage to unstitch themselves (HOW?).
897 labels to date.
