I've nearly finished my work for LA, seven embroideries (the main bit - 'the' bit you could even say) - literally need to finish off the edges. And then put together the zine.

Anyways - I'm a bit depressed - almost like I've caught it in a flu like way (gladly, I haven't contracted swine flu as I convinced myself two weeks ago). I watched 'Sparkhouse' last night and this morning, a modern take on Wuthering Heights from 2002, the female Carol takes on the Heathcliff role. It was difficult to watch in some bits, and the dread slowing grows on you as events unfold. Really good though, romantic and tragic. It has put me in a thoughtful mood...