I spent several hours last night working on photographs of my oil bottles for the website. I carried the bottles into the kitchen where the light was best, set them on a beige square tile, added a white background and snapped away.
For the rest of the night, Musie wouldn't leave me alone. She kept poking me in the brain, insisting that the pictures weren't right - that they were flat, boring and, above all, they weren't me.
When I got up this morning, I rummaged around my dresser drawers and found an old cotton quilt with pretty appliqued flowers. I set the quilt on a table in front of a bright window, smushed it around then rested the bottles on the soft fabric and took a picture.