Kaoru or Megumi? Tae, perhaps?
Aug. 4th, 2009 07:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodsong1I certainly don't have the energy or obsessive nature of Misao.
Shut up.
This oddball opener is to address conflicting feelings. It all started when I felt the need to DO SOMETHING with my hands, so I dug up the Cross Stitch bag and decided to actually, y'know, FINISH one of these projects.
I did.
I even went to the bother, the BOTHER, of getting a frame for it. Considering it took me about two hours to finish the accenting, it's really sad that it sat in the bag for 3-4 years. Then I remind myself that two of those years were in storage, so I shouldn't feel too bad about it. The piece was the "Good Fortune" kanji, all done up in red and black and gold and brown on a tan background. It will look quite nice in our bedroom, once I figure out a place to hang it.
The nearly finished wizard and the half finished anniversary sampler will remain undone, as touching those projects leave me with a very uncomfortable feeling. It's not often I get a "This is WRONG" reaction, especially to something I've worked on in the past, but I've learned to listen to that reaction.
So! The only cross-stitch projects left are a pair of leaping dolphins (more challenging as the fabric is black) and a newborn sampler, both still in their packaging.
I spent some time looking at these two projects and wondering why I felt the need to take up cross stitch again. It's a very genteel pasttime, almost, but not quite, exactly unlike learning battou-jitsu. (FYI, the practice sword's been ordered, Wolf and I have agreed to share, as he rightfully doesn't trust me around live steel)
The problem that I'm having is that once a cross stitch project is finished, it demands framing and a location. I don't have that many open walls in my house and really, am I the kind of woman who fills her house with cross stitch? Even appropriately geeky and/or pagan cross stitch?
I think this is boiling down to my girly, housewifely side coming to odds with my geeky, practical side. I haven't stopped my work-week exercising and it IS making the workday more enjoyable, always a plus. And there's really nothing wrong with doing cross stitch in the evenings, I could look at it as a meditative exercise. Anything to dispel the girly image. I'm ridiculous.
I've started the dolphin project. It reminds me of the opening sequence to the Hitchhiker's movie. When it is done I shall frame it in silver and...and...and figure out something. Maybe a gift?
Shut up.
This oddball opener is to address conflicting feelings. It all started when I felt the need to DO SOMETHING with my hands, so I dug up the Cross Stitch bag and decided to actually, y'know, FINISH one of these projects.
I did.
I even went to the bother, the BOTHER, of getting a frame for it. Considering it took me about two hours to finish the accenting, it's really sad that it sat in the bag for 3-4 years. Then I remind myself that two of those years were in storage, so I shouldn't feel too bad about it. The piece was the "Good Fortune" kanji, all done up in red and black and gold and brown on a tan background. It will look quite nice in our bedroom, once I figure out a place to hang it.
The nearly finished wizard and the half finished anniversary sampler will remain undone, as touching those projects leave me with a very uncomfortable feeling. It's not often I get a "This is WRONG" reaction, especially to something I've worked on in the past, but I've learned to listen to that reaction.
So! The only cross-stitch projects left are a pair of leaping dolphins (more challenging as the fabric is black) and a newborn sampler, both still in their packaging.
I spent some time looking at these two projects and wondering why I felt the need to take up cross stitch again. It's a very genteel pasttime, almost, but not quite, exactly unlike learning battou-jitsu. (FYI, the practice sword's been ordered, Wolf and I have agreed to share, as he rightfully doesn't trust me around live steel)
The problem that I'm having is that once a cross stitch project is finished, it demands framing and a location. I don't have that many open walls in my house and really, am I the kind of woman who fills her house with cross stitch? Even appropriately geeky and/or pagan cross stitch?
I think this is boiling down to my girly, housewifely side coming to odds with my geeky, practical side. I haven't stopped my work-week exercising and it IS making the workday more enjoyable, always a plus. And there's really nothing wrong with doing cross stitch in the evenings, I could look at it as a meditative exercise. Anything to dispel the girly image. I'm ridiculous.
I've started the dolphin project. It reminds me of the opening sequence to the Hitchhiker's movie. When it is done I shall frame it in silver and...and...and figure out something. Maybe a gift?
