Tuesday, March 26, 2013

If Books are Not Good Company...

Just finished this piece, and the pattern is now for sale in my shop! The quote is attributed to Mark Twain.

I might do something really boring and remake my roman mosaic piece. I'd like to start selling the pattern, but I may want to change some colors, or just be doubly sure of them. I kept track of what colors I used for the most part, but probably changed some along the way without keeping good notes. Way to go, me.

Or I might work on some other random stuff. I don't know. I am feeling a bit burnt out, primarily due to focusing on making patterns for the shop rather than just because I like them. We'll see though.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Wisteria - WIP 04

Last picture I posted

I made a new friend yesterday and completely used up every scrap of energy I would have had for the next three days. I can not describe how awful my legs feel. It was worth it, but ugh, my body.

Despite a very long and tiring week in general, I did get back to work on my wisteria project (aka the piece from hell). It's nice seeing so much completely filled in space. I've been simplifying as I go along, so when it wants three different purples for a span of 14 stitches I just use the middle shade. Maybe it won't be quite as lovely at the finish, but without the simplification I would never finish this. 

At this point, I'm really trying to work from left to right. It's still a difficult project that I won't finish any time soon, but I think I'll be happier to pick it up now. I'd like to fill in the remaining bits that are mostly surrounded by other stitching and then I'll go to work on something else for my store.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Give a Man a Gun...

The last three or four weeks have just been... UGH. I got a really bad flu in combination with a bad fibromyalgia flare. I felt so terrible I wrote down all my online passwords in case I should croak.

Then, which I was just feeling well Madre and I went to the beach for our timeshare week. I felt fine but still hacked up phlegm all week. Got zero crafting done, and spent quite a lot of time in thrift stores (which is generally what Madre and I do, in addition to sitting on the beach with cocktails/food). I found this pretty awesome cross-stitch themed mug (if you want one and live near Morehead City, NC and want one, there's another at the thrift store run by the animal shelter).

I've been back home since Saturday, but my normal recovery time is further hampered by having to *do* things. Madre's moving house so I'm trying to be helpful there but I am beyond exhausted and aching now. I just want to curl up with a never-ending mug of tea and watch Rocky and Bullwinkle all day.

I did manage to finish a cross-stitch project yesterday and get the pattern posted in my shop. When I saw the quote (which it proves impossible to find an attribution for, though I have a feeling that it's a much older line which just suddenly gained new favor), I thought, as the Quakers do, "Friend speaks my mind."