Like so many dyers, I keep 'drip rags' in my studio. The hamper was getting full so I decided to run a load through the washer and dryer yesterday afternoon.
When I got them out of the dryer, I was amazed at how lovely some of them appeared.
Isn't it funny how you remember what you were working on when you used a particular rag? It's somewhat the same as when you hear an old favorite song: you can remember where you were and who you were with when you first heard it.
I love these moldy oldies, and may have to use them for something other than their original intent.
This last one is actually the cover for my print table, so it has loads and loads of trials on it.