Monday, 22 August 2011


The colour palette in the Outer Hebrides seems at first sight very limited. But alas, it is not true and the inhabitants of Harris island (McLeods most of them) are the best at catch them and weave them in their precious Harris wools and tweeds.

I went berserk in Harris island and bought kilos of fresh wool.

There is a great book coming up by a photographer who made a better job than me illustrating this. We saw the exhibition in Stornoway, just before leaving the islands and back to reality.

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