Glenn said, “Write something
each day, even if merely
a lonely haiku.”
Glenn said, “Write something
each day, even if merely
a lonely haiku.”
I’ve decided that Thursday shall now be known as “Picard Day,” because Thursdays are when new episodes of Picard come out. Having been able to stream TV shows on demand for years, I find it so annoying to have to wait a whole week between episodes. But it’s good for me and good for my opinion of the show. We cherish the things that are slowly doled out to us and care less for things we have in abundance. Picard Day gives me something to look forward to. Each episode is like a reward for having made it so far into the week. Happy Picard Day!
While working on my photo album this weekend, I remembered that I had some pictures on my phone that I wanted to include. So, for the first time since 2017, I took the effort to transfer pictures from my phone to my computer. Among them were these two.
I’ve struggled to get anything worthwhile done today, but I did at least write in my journal, blog, make the bed, do the dishes, and finish an art project.
Watching The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers last night I was struck by how many times the movie seemed like it ought to be coming to an end but instead kept chugging along. The third movie suffers from the same kind of awkward pacing at the end, as I recall. It might simply be an unavoidable consequence of having so many story lines to tie up.
I also have to say that, having come to expect more diversity on the screen, it is now a strange experience to watch a film in which nearly everyone has blue, gray, green, or hazel eyes, fair skin and light-colored hair. The story was written by a white guy about white guys, but even so, it seems wrong now for it to be so full of white guys. I wonder if the movie would be cast differently if it were made today, and how people would react either way.
There were some eye-color exceptions, though, including one very interesting one: Legolas, played by Orlando Bloom. I amused myself by monitoring Legolas’s eye color throughout the film and yelling “Gotcha!” when we finally reached a scene in which his eyes were brown. I had noticed the eye-color shift the last time I watched one of the LOTR films, and I looked it up on the Internet. Apparently the blue contact lenses bothered Bloom while filming, so he didn’t always wear them. Consequently we are treated to glimpses of his perfectly beautiful brown eyes from time to time.
These criticisms might make it sound as if I don’t like the movie, but that’s not the case. I’m still a fan. As with any film that you watch over and over again, you’re likely to notice different things about it during each viewing and to have evolving opinions.
I’m looking forward to the third film, which we plan to watch later this week.
Here is how my art project looks so far:
My new cross-stitch supplies and patterns are sitting on my desk. That’s not a good place for them. If I leave them there, eventually I will lose something. Needles are particularly bad to lose, because of the painful ways in which they might be found later. My sewing box is small, so I can’t put the stuff there. My needlework bag would be ideal, but it already has a lot in it, including some unfinished projects.
There’s this unfinished project:
Also this one.
I stopped to think about this for a while, and I’ve decided that the best thing to do is to make room in the bag by removing the old projects. For now, I will put them in my grandmother’s bag, next to her unfinished project. That sounds gloomy, because she’s dead and consequently never going to finish hers, but my goal is simply to put them somewhere safe, where they won’t be lost or damaged. There they will be also be in good company. My grandmother seemed to favor the simplicity of cross-stitch, but she could do fancier needlework, too, and prettily. And there they will not be a constant reminder to me of my unfinished tasks.
But, assuming I ever finish my current project, I should go back and either finish or dispose of the other two. Then I should either finish or dispose of my grandmother’s unfinished project, because yeah, it’s gloomy. Then I should finally clean and frame her two finished projects. My fear of accidentally ruining them is keeping me from enjoying them.
As I mentioned yesterday, I recently bought a set of Calamityware dishes. Calamityware looks like traditional willow ware, but each design includes things that are odd and/or calamitous, like robots, aliens, black holes, sea monsters, etc. I like it because it’s funny and a little bit rebellious. Since I’m planning to use the dishes mostly for Thanksgiving, I started looking online for Thanksgiving decorating ideas that would go well with willow blue. I came across some crafty websites with ideas for embroidering napkins. The designs were nice, but too traditional (read: boring).
But then it occurred to me, what if I were to create cross-stitch patterns to match my plates? I liked the idea of adding my own personal touch. Anybody can shop. Anybody with money can buy things. I don’t want to be just anybody.
I wasn’t sure I could pull it off, but I decided to give it a try. I took a photo of one of the plates, isolated one of the design elements and gridded it to use as a guide. I bought blue and white embroidery floss and a small embroidery hoop. I researched how to cross-stitch onto a fabric that doesn’t have easily counted threads. I found a technique that I thought might work, and I applied it to a cloth napkin that I happened to have lying around. Here is the result:
Silly me, I accidentally stitched the zombie poodle upside-down (its head is near the corner, but it ought to be the other way around), and the back of the piece (not shown) is a mess. I definitely need to practice. But I only stitched it as a proof of concept, and I wasn’t expecting it to look nearly as good as it does. Even my husband is impressed.
Steps For Finishing This Project:
My deadline is Thanksgiving. That seems like a long way away, but already January is over, and I’m in shock, as I always am, to see February come so quickly. I’d better hustle!
It started with the great room, where we painted the walls dark blue. Then the blue spread to our bedroom. Now the blues, creeping from one room to the next, have reached the kitchen and dining room via our new willowware dishes.
It was totally unexpected, the sudden urge to buy new dishes, but when I saw an ad for Calamityware in my Facebook feed, I fell in love. I also didn’t expect my husband to like them, but he did. Faced with the prospect of having to entertain the whole family next Thanksgiving, splurging on dishes seemed like a perfectly reasonable idea to us. So we bought ourselves a set of Calamityware. And when you have nice dishes, you need other nice things to go with them, so . . .
Now we have these fancy blue goblets, crystal water glasses, and shiny new flatware. The table runner and place mats will likely be blue, too. And since it’s time to repaint and redecorate the dining room, we’ll probably add some blue elements to match the dishes (curtains and and chair cushions, perhaps). The blue just keeps on creeping.
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