Saturday, February 23, 2013
Too Much of a Good Thing
Hello again Internet People! I find myself swimming aimlessly around in my head again today and I must say I am getting a little tired of it. I have been having a new problem while working on my "Monumental" project and it is starting to really bother me. Apparently I am developing some sort of arthritis or something in my knuckles of my right hand. The first knuckle on the first two fingers, they are both swollen and they fucking hurt like the dickens! The dents and holes in my finger tips have nothing on this, this is painful! I suppose a normal person would just take a break from the hand sewing for a while and give them a rest, but we all know I am not a normal person.
I did manage to finish about 3/4 of the blossoms for the Grape Hyacinth flowers yesterday. They are so damn cute! I am really looking forward to putting this whole thing together, I just hope my hands survive!
I have been doing more research on other people's work and what it really looks like up close, and I have to say I am not doing nearly as badly as I thought I was. I mentioned a while back that my poor eyesight requires me to get extremely close and personal with my work, which magnifies every little imperfection, even the imaginary ones. I never looked at other people's work that closely before, but I have started doing so now. It turns out that my work is at least as good as theirs is, sometimes even better! I have one book on hand applique where the stitching in the pictures looks like what I did when I was 12! Maybe I am not doing so bad after all.
In other news, I have been debating starting a new project. No, not another sewing project, a writing project this time. I am still deciding where and how I want to go about it. I thought about making another new Blog just for this project, but we have seen how well I do at keeping up with the other Blogs I already have, so I am not so sure about that idea. I suppose I will probably just tag it as a special feature here on this Blog, for now at least. The project will be called "Tales from Camp Purgatory" and it will be a slightly fictionalized accounting of my time "off the grid". I can't do a completely factual story because there are a lot of details I don't really remember all that well, and I really do not want to deal with my ex-husband sticking his hand out for a piece of my pie, which I guarantee he would do if he thought he could get away with it. So, while it may be loosely based on actual events, the names and details will be altered to protect me from the guilty.
Now all I have to do is find a few more hours in the day to get to work on it. Perhaps I will start devoting part of one day a week to it, or perhaps I will decide it is still just too fucking painful to relive, not really sure yet. I think there are some valuable lessons to be shared, and I know there are some funny as fuck stories that you all will enjoy immensely, but it was also a very painful time in my life, so cut me some slack if I can't get very far with it yet. I am doin' the best I can with what I have to work with here.