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Tardis Update and Other Pretties

Posted in Art, Life, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 18, 2012 by urbannight

Close up, just for the fun of it.

Tilting through time and space.

This is simple embroidery with light blue silk on crushed black velvet. I learned several things. 1. Fabric pencils will not work on velvet. 2. Crushed velvet is stretchy. 3. Even with the use of rulers, straight pins, and very carefully trying NOT to stretch the fabric, it is nearly impossible to get straight lines on velvet. Some told me to call it the Leaning Tower of Tardis. Another suggestion was the Leaning Tardis of Gallifrey. I liked the suggesting that it is the Tardis traveling, because it is always shown tilting at odd angles through space.

Needlepoint on Black Canvas

This is clearly my favorite. Okay, maybe not so clear to you. But I’m telling you it is. I am very happy how it turned out. I used variegated cotton, DMC Pearle Cotton, Silk Splendor, and metallic to give it textural interest and stitched in a couple different patterns to give it visual interest. I am very pleased with it and can’t wait to get it matted and framed.

Futurecast, incomplete

This little Teresa Wentzler free pattern is nearly done. I picked a variegated that seemed to be red, black, and white. But when I went to match colors for the stitching, it turned out to be a sort of dark, hot pink. I still would like to do one with more red.

I would also like to find a Halloween variegated that includes orange and purple and black to do a Halloween dragon. But that might be too specific. I might have to hunt around for orange and black instead.  A coworker keeps saying I need to do a blue one.  Hmmm, blue and something and silver.  I still have to decide the beads on this one.  I’m not sure if I want to use one color or three colors.  I figure I’ll not worry about it yet.  Beads go on  last anyway.

Elegant Pumpkins

As you can see, Elegant Pumpkins is coming along nicely.  I am having trouble getting two of the fibers. But I’m sure I’ll find a way to get it done.  I like how I can sit down at the coffee table and get large sections done with a good movie.  It is the largest of the items I’m currently, actively, working on. I have some that are larger that I’ve set aside for the time being.

Ruffle Scarf

This is a ruffle scarf made with ruffle ‘yarn’. To be more accurate, this is machine crocheted lace acting like a yarn.  I want to find the ribbon yarn as well.  That is a ribbon with machine stitched loops running along the top that you can knit or crochet through. This was very easy to start but difficult to figure out how to end. I did it by counting the loops I needed to cast off and then cutting off the lace but leaving the top line of stitching intact, so I would have something that could be knotted and woven into the top row of the scarf.

Terrible Tuesdays and Thoughts on Random Things as Triggered by On-Line Headlines.

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Another struggle of a morning ensues on this dark and wet a.m.  On my drive home last night, after a delicious dinner at Petrow’s, I decide to get committed to losing 100 lbs.  I was up so late Sunday night that I thought going to bed early would be no problem.  Then I could get up a little early and work out. 

I had this great idea for a tattoo to represent the successful loss of that weight.  A pile of pumpkins.  One for each 10 lbs.  Only one pumpkin needs to be a jack’o’lantern and one needs to be a skull rather than a pumpkin.  And a little black cat if it could be tucked in someplace.  I was thinking one of my butt cheeks would be the ideal location for this.  I can’t draw at all so would need to find a designer to work something up for me.

I go to bed 9:30ish and have no luck.  I get up for a little while and then go to bed at what I consider my proper bed time.  Only I still can’t sleep.  I did two crosswords.  TWO!  Normally I do one or even half of one and I’m ready to fall asleep.  I then read for a while.  I finally turn out the light at midnight and fall asleep.  And then proceed to oversleep by 18 minutes.  No workout for me.  No proper shower to get the last little bit of blue out of my hair either.  Not enough time.  Sticking my head under the sink didn’t work out very well.

Breakfast ends up a cup of easy-mac, and original flavor Slim Jim, and a SoBe Lifewater, 0 calories.  Yumberry Pomegranate, antioxidants, Vitamins C & E, Ginger and Dandelion root extract, to be exact.  Things you didn’t need to know on a Tuesday morning.

Work proves to be something of a repeat of yesterday with more frustration.  So I read a little news and get even more upset about that shooting of a teen inFlorida.  Turned out the neighborhood watch guy wasn’t even a member of any registered neighborhood watch group.  So he is just some cop wannabe out patrolling the streets he lives on with a gun.  That is someone who is looking for an opportunity to take someone down.  He wanted to have an opportunity to use that gun in my book.  Pisses me off that he is was not arrested and he was just let go, feeling justified in his action. 

Of course, I feel a little worried about the fact I emailed that police department telling them that they should be ashamed of themselves.  I probably shouldn’t have.  But I wasn’t properly awake yet and it seemed like a good idea when the brain was only half functioning.

On the other hand, I feel good about a new Israeli law and wish more countries would do something like it.  In an attempt to combat eating disorders and enforce truth in advertising, they are 1. not allowing the use of underweight models in advertising and 2. ads must indicate if any airbrushing or altering was done to any photos to make the models look thinner or otherwise alter the appearance.  

I think this is a good thing.  I remember, back before my sister lost the baby weight from her second pregnancy, there was a program on models on the t.v.  My brother-in-law made a comment wishing my sister was as thin and healthy as the models.  The program then went on to describe all the health problems models for which models were at risk.  Because an overweight person can be healthy but underweight people can’t be healthy because there is no way for them to be getting the basic proper nutrition.  My brother-in-law took back what he said before the show.  My sister and I knew what it was about from the start.  Which is why we didn’t get on his case when he first made the comment.  He quickly realized his error without having to be corrected by any of us.

Of course, this is only for ads produced inIsrael and not for foreign ads.  I think they should hold foreign ads to the standard as well.  That way it would for a large numbers of manufactures of fashion advertising to modify what they do.  I hope other countries take notice and start passing these laws.

Meanwhile, I’m amused at China’s new law to ban naming supplements after sex, god, or immortal and banning the use of powerful, magical results, miraculous, and extraordinary as descriptors of products.  They don’t want advertisers and businesses using vulgarity or the belief in the supernatural to sell things.  They think that will ‘restore confidence’ in the country’s goods.  Maybe not using lead in things, among the other issues they have had, would be a better place to start.

And can anyone tell me why you need workout clothing to ‘flatter your figure’?  Really?  The point is to get a figure.  If you have a good one already, you will already look good in almost any workout clothing.  If you don’t have one, workout clothes to make you look better will not help you get there. 

I did a group fitness challenge at work last year that included a subscription to a fitness magazine.  It was the worst fitness magazine I’ve ever seen.  (it is a popular one for women) It was hard to find the actual fitness articles because of all the ads.  One issue had only one real article involving fitness.  And even that one didn’t have anything to do with actual fitness.  It was how to pick up guys at the gym. 

Apparently writers are still catering to the idea women only workout to meet men.  Hmmm, I don’t think so.  I’m going to the gym to get in shape and lose weight.  I’m going to get messy and sweaty and sticky.  I don’t want to wear make-up because I don’t want it to run all over my face.  Really, you think I’m going to be in the mood to pick up guys?

Have I left anything out?  Probably.  I know had a dozen random thoughts floating in my head this morning.  I know I formulated a paragraph here and there on various topics.  I’m now waiting around for the Mystery Bookstore to open up.  Inside is the Stitch in Crime needle craft store.  I need to find out if she had some silk fiber in Tardis blue.  If so, I will pick it up at lunch.  After work, I’m going to stop at a fabric store and get some black silk.  I may get started on my Tardis Throw Pillow tonight. 

But I’ve said it before and will probably do so again, “I hate morning.” I am not a morning person.

The Monday Blahs

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I’m feeling particularly Blahish today.  I was up too late playing SW’TOR.  I hoped to get my Sith Inquisitor up to lvl 16 and on her ship.  Her first companion would be a freaky looking, non-romanceble monster.  But that is my Dark Path character and he is a good guide for convo options that lead farther down the dark path.  I plan to play a Light Path Sith and a Dark Path Jedi as well to see what happens. 

Shadowrun is on hiatus for 6 weeks.  The GM’s creative writing course is ‘kicking him in the ass’ and he feels he can’t do both right now.  He is up to still getting together on Mondays, just so long as it isn’t a game he has to run and put time, effort, and energy into.  I know I shouldn’t end a sentence that way, but my brain just isn’t up to rewriting the sentence.  I think it goes back to staying up way to late on a Sunday night. 

But there will be NO Monday meeting tonight.  I do have a dinner tonight with my stitching group.  Petrow’s.  Yummy food.  Reasonable prices.  Good conversation.  And I get to give a scarf away.  If I finish it at lunch.  I should.  There is only a small amount of yarn left and then I just have to stitch up the tails.

I also got a Tardis all drawn out.  I may stop at the fabric store and try to pick something out.  I think I’ll make it up into a throw pillow.  I’ve pretty much decided on two forms right now.  A bluework piece on black and a blackwork piece.  The advantage is that I can use the same basic outline.  I’ll do the easier one first.  I’m leaning towards doing it on black silk, black velvet, or black crushed velvet.  Not sure yet.  I’ll have to take a look at the fabric first.

The morning is passing in extreme tedium and I’m dying here.  I’ve planned, plotted, and toyed with all sorts of ideas.  I re-organized all the desk top icons.  I read an article last week on why John Carter tanked at the box office and am thinking about writing a blog discussing those points and explaining why it was actually a good movie and people really ought to go see it.  But then my brain reminds me that it won’t be properly awake for a while longer and that is too much work right now. 

I would be so much happier if the phone were ringing off the hook with new claim calls.  I love busy days.  Well, sometimes I hate them.  But I always love how fast they make the day pass.

I’m trying to work out my plans for Saturday.  I have a wedding shower to attend and an Austinian tea party to attend.  Thankfully, it is not on Sunday.  I have a stitching group that day.  It would have been too much to juggle.  I don’t have appropriate period dress, but that is okay.  If I have fun, I can always make something up.  The hostess is short and large chested as well and has patterns she figured out for dealing with that issue.  I mean Austinian as in a Jane Austin recreationist group.  Just in case people didn’t figure that one out.

I’ve known for years that I have too many hobbies.  I wish days were longer but people still only needed the same amount of sleep.  Then I might find time to do more of them.  Or keep them all caught up at the same time.  I suppose I better focus.  Maybe some serious caffeine will help.