Sigh, I'm not sure where this week went. Do you have weeks like that? One minute it's Monday, the next it's Sunday and you're not sure what happened to the in-between bit. I seem to be having more and more of them - maybe it's true that time speeds up as you get older.

I have been working fairly consistently on my embroidery piece this week and I hope to get it finished later today or tomorrow. I've decided to set myself an informal target of finishing a piece of art a week because I need a bit of a push.

Kirsty Hall: Red Thread Drawing In Progress, June 2008

It's been very interesting watching this evolve because I've been doing it freehand, so it's been at least a hundred different temporary drawings so far. It's impossible to keep things in place, the loose thread spills across the surface and moves with every stitch I make. I find it a very meditative way to work; accepting that perfect arrangements of thread will come and go each time I pick up the canvas.

I once read a quote from a writer who said that as soon as you'd written the first line, your novel was committed to a certain path but before that first sentence, anything was possible. That's not the case with this work. Certainly as I sew the loose thread into place, the number of ways the remaining thread can fall on the canvas become less and less. Yet until the last few stitches are in place, the possibility of change is still there.

I enjoy knowing that I could do a million of these and they would never be the same. I wish I'd photographed every single variation as I went along - hmm, that might make an intriguing little artists' book.

Kirsty Hall: Red Thread Drawing In Progress, June 2008

We had tons of rain this week, so I didn't get as much done in the garden as I'd hoped.

Kirsty Hall: Rain on dill, May 2008

But I managed to get more of the left hand bed planted up and it's nearing completion, although I need to go back to the gardening centre for yet more plants and some sand to dig into the annoying patch of clay.

Kirsty Hall: Rain on dill, May 2008

I'm learning to accept that gardening - like art - is a process and there will probably never be a time when my garden is 'finished'. I certainly won't get everything done this year but that's OK; any improvement is better than none. At least that's what I keep telling myself.

Kirsty Hall: Rain on coriander, May 2008

I guess that's where my week went - lost in creativity, both indoors and out. Ah well, there are far worse ways to spend your time. I hope you all managed to carve out some creative time this week.