Feminine pad (cellulose, plastic), thread
Each day, a piped dream to make out of this a perfect product. I am using the wrong material, the wrong thread, possibly the wrong needle and I am a novice embroiderer. I build every time imperfection. Yet, I try every time to build up a vision of one perfect golden stain, one that never happens (or does it?).
There is only one pad per day. A daily and unfinished ritual, every time rinsed and renewed. After all, how finished can a stain be?