laborious progress

Back from a hectic weekend of teaching in Oxford. It was lovely to see everyone, but the long drive home on Sunday night wiped me out, so I’m refusing to drive until I ahve to work next week (other than taking my poor cat to the vet for his limp).

I finished the annoying little flowers, which are pink, but I’ve been thinking of them as the blue flowers.

They are to cover the places where the circles butt together in the women’s labours. I haven’t cut them yet, and won’t until I’ve dyed some cloth to bind the edges. I’m dying a very lightwieght wool challis for the edge of these, and the usual wool that I sew on for the edge of the main hanging. Both are going in the same dye vat so hopefully they will come out a similar shade of red, chosen to echo the sides of the main panels

I have started sewing it together. You can see if you look closely that there are some little bald patches that the flowers will eventually cover.

I’m going to be monopolising the dining table for the next few weeks whilst that goes on. It’s a very boring job, so I’m doing 45 minutes each morning – which is handy because Gareth likes to watch the news in the morning, which means I can’t get my embroidery frame out because there’s no room on the sofa, so I can come through to the other room and do this instead. My tolerance for BBC breakfast is about ten minutes a day, perhaps a little more if Naga is wearing something particularly wierd and I’m trying to figure out what it is – she appeared to be wearing her gran’s old curtains this morning.

I think this is going to look much better than the men’s labours , which will end up looking quite clunky by comparison – this will also be about 25% smaller, because although the pictures are about the same size the borders are slimmer. IT’s really the borders making the difference, I think, not just to the size but to the overall look. The men’s labours was my last major project with commercially dyed wool, so they will be very interesting to compare, and for me and interesting example of how one’s work progresses in many different ways.

IN other news, limpy cat has upped his scissor fetish into worrying a fascination with the rotary cutter. He’s guarding it so he can watch me use it.

We’re hoping the limp is just arthritis, he’s on a course of anti-inflamatories to see if it improves. If it doesn’t the vet says he’ll have to be sedated for further examination, because she’s scared of him.

 

~ by opusanglicanum on May 29, 2019.

3 Responses to “laborious progress”

  1. At least you have a dining table to monopolise – ours is being monopolised by SomeOne Else, and as I will soon need that sort of space, I’m beginning to think I shall have to scramble around on the floor!

    • tbh, I’m concious I need to do this before gareth’s dad dies (he’s been lingering since christmas) because gareth will need the table to sort out his dad’s papers – they’ve so far found 30 or so bank accounts, and are worried there are more. So I need to get done beforehand – althoug I have heard the phrase “he’s only got about two weeks left” so many times now it’s lost all meaning

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