In the short time I have, I'm learning to weave, and watching the weavers. I could spend days just picking colours, it's all a great pleasure. I have to put the brakes on a bit, my head runs away with many plans of things to make – it's such slow work –and there is so little time.
There is a sea of yellow and orange yarn on the tables for the John Olsen work on the loom, it's almost finished. I'll miss all that colour.