With each piece I get so far with machine stitching and then discern the need for the marks that only hand stitch can make. 

I guess it’s the first indication that a piece is nearly complete. 

The act of hand stitching slows things down and gives me time to ponder on the piece in hand; what does it need to resolve it? It’s like adding the final seasoning in cooking!

I also find my thoughts move onto what’s next – a new piece on the same theme, a change of idea, a return to sketchbook observation. So, whilst I used to find hand stitching frustratingly slow, I’m growing to appreciate the pause and reflection it encourages (just don’t tell anyone😉)

Those Cheviot Hills – 2017