my clock keeps stopping

I have 2 clocks in my 10'x14' studio. If you think that's a bit obsessive, you're wrong. The plugged-in one is a mickey mouse clock from the late '60's that belonged to one of my kids. I just like it. The other one, which is across the room, I can see from my chair without craning my neck backwards. Battery operated, it runs for about 10 minutes and stops every time I put it back up on the wall. Lying down on the table or the floor, it runs fine. I just bought 10 new AA batteries - to no avail. Still stops. Well, this way I can't see how late I am staying up. After I got that other piece off the wall yesterday, I was able to move ahead and put some other pieces up. One is the piece I am making for an invitational exhibit in October. Breast cancer month and the exhibit is to raise money for research. I think mine is the only textile piece in the exhibit - there are photographers, sculptors, book arts people, painters, printmakers. If I had had a piece on canvas to work on at the time, this would have been considered a painting. but it's paint on pima. I have to send it off before I leave for England in a few weeks, so I need to put a few stitches in it and get busy. Here it is, so far. BAD HAIR DAY.

The second piece is another whole-cloth piece of batik I had overprinted on a rather bad dye job.It reminds me of the view and reflections I see when I'm taking the PATH train through the gritty, industrial area of Jersey City and the Pulaski Skyway on the way into NY at night. An ephemeral impression: it could just as well be the skyline from across the Hudson. When I printed, I had absolutely nothing in mind - this is the beauty of not planning ahead.