I began with no destination in mind and this is where I ended up. A fusion of two tangles recently introduced on Tangle Patterns. Mei providing the swirled trellis, with little Flux leaves appearing along its branches. And a deconstructed Dicso appear at the cross points.
It took quite a long time to draw. Mostly because I wanted to have that thick and heavy look to all the lines - they suited the gothic garden image I had in mind. But it was a tile I did in multiple sittings - adding a little bit more each time I had five minutes to spare. It grew, almost by itself. Spreading across my initial framework. As if by magic. As if by the magic of nature itself.
Despite spending most of my adult life lost in books, I read very little as a child. But I do remember one hot summer, ill and lying on a mattress by an open door reading from a hardback copy of The Secret Garden (Frances Hodgson Burnett). And I wonder if a little bit of that garden stayed with me, and regrew this week.
