flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Remember this drawing?
So I’ve been reading Monica Ferris’ Crewel World series (cozy mysteries set in a needlework shop in Minnsota YES) and it’s making me want to do fancywork. That, incidentally, is why I needed to stop reading a baking-themed series — needlework doesn’t make me fat(ter).
Anyway, I’m reading about these handpainted needlepoint canvases, and I don’t have $300 going spare or actually know how to needlepoint, but I do have some nice linen, t-shirt transfers, and creative embroidery skills. (Creative = I make a lot of shit up.)
So this is happening.
The floor is done now except for that chunk by the baby, because I ran out of the right colour floss. I think I’m about to leap headfirst into doing the baby’s skin next, but that’s where it gets really scary, since I want her face to turn out smooth and pretty and NOT like a monster child, and shading with satin stitch is not something I’ve tackled before. Wheeeeeee!
Also I have a big side job and a small wedding project both needing to happen in the next few weeks, so don’t be shocked it this is it for progress on anything for a while. I’ll try to at least post occasional cat pictures or whatever.