In the beginning, the silk is white and the resist that I use is a cream-colored goop. The quickly drying resist makes the whole picture nearly invisible. Painting with dye is a big revelation because it feels like I am undoing a puzzle. I enjoy that the methodical process doesn't hide mistakes. Small areas where the dye travels out of bounds or leaks prove that these works aren't printed. This is a big deal. It's easy to assume that these works are printed. I try to get them close to a personal ideal but my hand and clumsiness aren't lost.