I was busy today. Dyed two big pots of fabric, one red and one blue. Discovered in both cases what I sort of already knew: the dye I have is for animal-based fabrics (silk), not plant (cotton). Silk belt turned out blood-red and beautiful; cotton baby t-shirt turned out faded coral and will probably wash out still more. Silk scarf turned out a vibrant cobalt; baby t-shirt turned out pale baby blue. I also tie-dyed a cotton tea towel because I wanted something undersea-y-looking to embroider the following image upon:
I am totally going to embroider this onto something as soon as I figure out what.

Which is, in turn, a reference to this comic strip. If you have not discovered the glee that is
beatonna, you should do so.
Anyway, I just think it would be a cool wall hanging, especially if I can get the whole thing to be a murky tie-dyey uneven undersea blue.
I have had such trouble getting crafty things done lately. The last thing I so much as attempted was
chargirlgenius's fitted cotehardie pattern, but my linen, bought as 100% pure linen, is stretchy both directions and when burned, part of it goes black and bubbly. There is spandex in it. I knew it was too good to be true but I was too much of a Pennsic noob to question it.
I want to buy a bunch of linen off fabrics-store, I just don't have the money. I am probably going to just go ahead and make up the mock-up in the spandex, because it's all I have and all I can afford, even though she says it won't work right, because I am late late late in getting it done anyway, so in the interests of doing something I'm just going to do it wrong. Better wrong than not at all.
But it's hard to motivate oneself to do something that's pretty futile like that, so I haven't really done anything.
Well, except write a novel. (I'm at about 45,000 words now. Not half done. It's bloated and needs to be cut. I guess I'll be doing that during NaNo. Maybe I'll count every word I cut instead of counting new words written. It would be more constructive; I can't cut for shit.)
I am running out of time for Xmas things. Because my family is celebrating Christmas on Thanksgiving this year. Yes, really. Katy's in-laws are a bit picky, so she's just giving them Christmas and coming up for Thanksgiving instead.
Baby David is recuperating well, incidentally. His scar is great, his heart is great, his pediatrician is happy. Except for his eye. I noticed in the photos from just after his surgery that his eyes were a bit swollen but I thought nothing of it. Turns out it was from when they'd taped his eyelids shut after the anaesthesia. I suppose this is standard practice during lengthy surgeries. But they taped his right eye so hard that it has not yet recovered, and his pediatrician has recommended they take him to see an eye doctor to check for nerve or muscle damage.
Yeah. They taped his eye shut so hard that he's probably got nerve or muscle damage.
They can't tell if his vision is damaged too.
...
Yeah, I don't even know where you start with the what-the-fucks on that. But there it is.
I have work to do on my Halloween costume. I wanted to make a blunderbuss pistol out of toilet paper tubes, but am not sure I have the know-how. I don't even know what technique one would use for that kind of thing. Meanwhile, I have two overly-short crinolines that are both overly-small and am trying to figure out how to combine them. It should be easy, and yet thusfar isn't. Bleh.
But I got a batch of mead started today, and a lot of dyeing, and I did every dish in the sink and cleaned the kitchen.
Then Z cooked dinner, a marvellous dinner. But the kitchen's kind of a mess again. So I can do it all again tomorrow. I'd better; Fi's coming this weekend and I'm trying to have the place reasonable by then.
I am totally going to embroider this onto something as soon as I figure out what.

Which is, in turn, a reference to this comic strip. If you have not discovered the glee that is
Anyway, I just think it would be a cool wall hanging, especially if I can get the whole thing to be a murky tie-dyey uneven undersea blue.
I have had such trouble getting crafty things done lately. The last thing I so much as attempted was
I want to buy a bunch of linen off fabrics-store, I just don't have the money. I am probably going to just go ahead and make up the mock-up in the spandex, because it's all I have and all I can afford, even though she says it won't work right, because I am late late late in getting it done anyway, so in the interests of doing something I'm just going to do it wrong. Better wrong than not at all.
But it's hard to motivate oneself to do something that's pretty futile like that, so I haven't really done anything.
Well, except write a novel. (I'm at about 45,000 words now. Not half done. It's bloated and needs to be cut. I guess I'll be doing that during NaNo. Maybe I'll count every word I cut instead of counting new words written. It would be more constructive; I can't cut for shit.)
I am running out of time for Xmas things. Because my family is celebrating Christmas on Thanksgiving this year. Yes, really. Katy's in-laws are a bit picky, so she's just giving them Christmas and coming up for Thanksgiving instead.
Baby David is recuperating well, incidentally. His scar is great, his heart is great, his pediatrician is happy. Except for his eye. I noticed in the photos from just after his surgery that his eyes were a bit swollen but I thought nothing of it. Turns out it was from when they'd taped his eyelids shut after the anaesthesia. I suppose this is standard practice during lengthy surgeries. But they taped his right eye so hard that it has not yet recovered, and his pediatrician has recommended they take him to see an eye doctor to check for nerve or muscle damage.
Yeah. They taped his eye shut so hard that he's probably got nerve or muscle damage.
They can't tell if his vision is damaged too.
...
Yeah, I don't even know where you start with the what-the-fucks on that. But there it is.
I have work to do on my Halloween costume. I wanted to make a blunderbuss pistol out of toilet paper tubes, but am not sure I have the know-how. I don't even know what technique one would use for that kind of thing. Meanwhile, I have two overly-short crinolines that are both overly-small and am trying to figure out how to combine them. It should be easy, and yet thusfar isn't. Bleh.
But I got a batch of mead started today, and a lot of dyeing, and I did every dish in the sink and cleaned the kitchen.
Then Z cooked dinner, a marvellous dinner. But the kitchen's kind of a mess again. So I can do it all again tomorrow. I'd better; Fi's coming this weekend and I'm trying to have the place reasonable by then.
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Date: 2008-10-30 09:07 am (UTC)And I love dyeing. Sometimes it's nice to be able to get different effects out of the same pot with different fabrics, but only when that is what you are planning on.