Living in a museum

There are days when working in the studio are almost impossible. I'm starting to get the feeling that today is one of those days. Seems that there are many people on the street and they are coming into the shop, mostly , I'm guessing, to get out of the cold wind. They don't seem interested in anything.

I am the museum today.

So since the studio wall may remain blank I'm posting this image of one of the "pile rugs. They are knitted and then sewn onto cotton and then cut to make the pile. It's a nineteenth century technique. I'm doing it to use up the knitted scraps.