small pins. My third fossil page is a pair of brittle stars from the early Jurassic. After about 10 days of squeezing stitching in around other jobs I'm about a third done, but I expect my 12 hour journey from Hamilton to Cairns tomorrow will see some substantial progress (although I also have a Donna Leon paperback to read). I searched out a airport-security-friendly thread cutter especially for this trip, which will pass so much more pleasantly as I stitch my stars.
Cape Tribulation for the next week, gathering images, sounds and inspiration for video poems, stitched pieces and artists books (and who knows what else). I am sure I'll be able to get online when I want to, but I'm not so sure that I will want to very much! So, if there's a bit of a quiet spell on the blog, you can click through the 2008 archives of my six months in Cape Trib to imagine where I am, who I'm hanging out with, what I'm eating, who I'm sleeping with and what I might be doing.