I had this unrefined plan in the back of my mind that when I finished with work I would do a whole lot of gardening. And craft. But gardening most of all.
An hour into the first day, stepping from the paving onto the grass, I rolled my ankle. I heard and felt a snap. When it stopped hurting like hell I managed to get on a chair so I could elevate and ice it. And like a proper modern woman on social media, take a photo:
The doc at the hospital said something about the x-ray showing no bone damage only ligament tears. I’m not entirely sure, because though I wasn’t in much pain they insisted I take enough pain killers to make me a little high (it doesn’t take much). He was more excited about the heel spurs I have from plantar faciitis, but suggested I ice and elevate it, and see a physio.
A couple of days later it looked like this:
With a smaller bruise but just as dark bruise on the other side. The physio, my regular, was most impressed. The good news was I could get rid of the crutches and start hobbling around, because moving is better than being stationary. The bad is that I’ve done a good job of it and have probably completely severed a ligament or two and torn the rest.
Permanent damage. Just from walking on grass.
Still, it’s not quite as dramatic as the last gardening accident I had, where I stuck a gardening fork in my foot. That was back in the 90s. That’s one gardening accident every 20 years or so. Not so bad when you think of it that way.
Paul and I have a bit of an ongoing discussion about the pronunciation of ‘ennui’. He says it’s supposed to be “on-wee”. I’ve always thought it was “en-you-ai”, and definitely not “en-nu-wee”.
But I really can’t be bothered finding out how it’s supposed to be pronounced.
I’m suffering from craft ennui this week. After three weeks of saving my hands and back for work, only ignoring that to plough through bookmarking craft links and then deleting boards on Pinterest, I’d expected to be diving for the looms and embroidery projects.
Paul has had a virus for a couple of weeks. I had food poisoning last week and it’s taken some time to bounce back. This week has been all about catching up with domestic and work stuff. I did repot some plants, though.
Maybe it’s the humidity. Maybe it’s the always intimidating prospect of starting a new book.
Maybe my subconscious knows my body needs a bit more rest before I launch into anything.
The last week and a half has been really interesting. And annoying. And frustrating. And ultimately good for me, I hope.
I had no idea how addicted to Pinterest I was.
It was more of a habit than a physical addiction, of course. Though really, the brain is bit like a big chemical factory so everything mental is physical anyway. Pinterest was probably working on my brain as a pleasure-reward feedback loop or something like that. I hate being bored, and the sort of images I got in my ‘feed’ satisfied a need for constant idea-related image stimulation. But the moment that feed was disrupted, Pinterest didn’t satisfy the need any more. My interest in it was switched off instantly. And then I became creeped out by how much I’d been sucked in by it.
I set myself the huge task of saving pins and their links to this blog. That kept me busy during the withdrawal period. I soon realised that it would be faster to simply save a pdf of each board to take screen grabs of later, and then make bookmarks in Safari of the links I wanted to keep. I spend a couple of evenings going through pins during ad breaks to delete anything I wasn’t interested in any more, and check the links. I pared them down quite a bit.
Then later, as I went through the pins again to save the links something strange happened: some of them now brought up spam warnings or linked to unrelated pages. As if the links had been hijacked since I checked them.
Another night I saved a whole lot of bookmarks to Safari on my iPad, only to discover that since the recent update of my desktop computer they aren’t being copied across when the iPad synchs.
I’m really over it all now. It’s tempting to just delete everything in the last few craft-related boards and if I ever want to find a tutorial or product again see if I can find it with a Google Image search.
Ultimately I think this has been good for me. I will miss having something to browse of an evening, but I still have Bloglovin’. Though I am wondering if Bloglovin’ will be the next nifty website to stuff up the user experience by fixing what wasn’t broken.
In the meantime, I’ve finished the edit and can start crafting again. Yay!
At first, when my ‘holidays’ started, the desire to craft was strong. I managed to tick several projects off the to-do list, including some WIPs. But I also had six months worth of new ideas brewing, and that brought about a bout of startitis. Also, my weaving session with Donna led to the stash review which led in turn to me warping up both looms. So here are some of the new projects on my WIP list.
I had the idea to turn a handful of ribbon scraps of varying sizes rescued from a costume that went in the rubbish and a scrap of gauzy fabric into a scarf by sewing the ribbons on in strips. The basting is a good tv watching craft activity.
Wanting to explore embroidery more, I figured the best way to learn more is to try a few kits. So far a bit of unpicking has happened, as the instructions are probably not aimed at a novice and the photo is a bit too small for me to work out what I’m supposed to be doing. But I am enjoying it.
I’ve been loving the look of blankets and clothing covered in a kind of freeform running stitch and sashiko that I think is called ‘boko’. This vest was originally a man’s shirt that I refashioned to fit me, then bleached. I liked the blotchy look, but not the sleeves so I recently removed them. The stitching doesn’t require much brain-power, so this is one I turn to when I’m too tired to tackle the kit above.
Memory Yarn Scarf:
I bought this yarn to try out on the knitting machine and have decided to weave it instead. It is fiddly to work with mainly because you use two strands together. I’ll be glad when this one is done.
Paua Shell Scarf/Collar:
I’d always intended to put a collar on the Paua Shell Ruanna, but it took me so long to weave that I couldn’t bear the thought of warping up again in the same yarn. Now it feels like an easy, quick project I can knock off the to-do list, and the yarn is lovely to work with.
A little while ago I had to go to Ravelry to check on the meterage of some yarn. I visit less and less these days, though it is still a very useful site. Sometimes, though, the sight of knitting makes me sad. (Which is a bit unfortunate when well-meaning friends send me pics or links to articles about knitting, not realising that it can feel like rubbing salt in the wound.)
Looking at my queue, I decided to delete all the projects I’d lined up for knitting machines. Then I culled the favourites back to patterns I’d made or projects I’d seen that I still thought were amazing. Then I trimmed the friends list – some I no longer recognised, some I only followed for the knitting, and some whose blogs I now follow in Bloglovin’ instead. The forums were next – down to a handful of weaving and machine knitting ones. Finally I took out all the books I’d given away from the library.
Basically, I had a big mental cull.
At the same time, I marvelled, as I always do, at how great Ravelry is. It’s still a useful and fun place to be even though I’m only weaving now. I really admire how user-friendly and intuitive the interface is. The creators did – and are still doing – a brilliant job.
Test results came through a few days ago and I’m immensely relieved to learn I don’t have rheumatoid arthritis. I don’t have the symptoms for carpal tunnel, either. But the RSI is bad enough all on its own. I’m supposed to be back at work next week, and I don’t feel I’ve recovered nearly enough for it. It’s going to be… interesting.
New Year is my favourite holiday. It’s the time of year for reflection and anticipation, and while I always acknowledge the bad I tend to focus more on the good. I don’t make resolutions, but I do like to come up with a list of things I’d like to achieve, without being overly determined that they must happen.
So, in 2015 I’d like to:
Do no major interior house improvements, just lots of smaller DIY ones
Support Paul in getting the new driveway and garage in
Have a pool fence installed (already booked)
Have the landscaping finished and continue sorting out the garden
Finish hanging our art around the new house
Get another photo album made
Paint four portraits
Do more embroidery
Either use the Passap more or sell it
Recover from this latest bout of RSI
Keep my hands, feet and back healthy
Work at whatever pace doesn’t counteract the above two
We have one overseas trip planned, and I’m planning to enjoy both the work parts as well as make sure we have plenty of holiday time.
What a year! It’s been one of big contrasts and challenges. At the beginning I had enough spare energy and time to take on the HW&S Guild Mystery Box Challenge. I kinda regretted that. What I made was way more effort than the end result was worth.
By the middle of the year my energy and time was all tangled up in buying, moving, fixing up and selling houses. At the end of the year Paul was rushing to get his final year exhibition and folio together and I had a major writing deadline move three times. You can see the impact everything had on my craft output in this summary:
Finished Cat’s Portrait
Updated my New Zealand photo album
Did a Miniature Tapestry Weaving Workshop
Made a stud bracelet
Took on the HW&S Guild of Victoria Mystery Box Challenge
Refashioned some clothes
Gave a friend a weaving lesson
Wove the Huckleby Hemp Scarf
Bound the Squirrel Scorpion Book
Turned a broken colour-changing umbrella into a shower cap
Tackled some Knitwear Refashions
Stitched a diamond necklace
Wove a Big Blue Blanket and a scarf
Painted while camping
Finished the Autumn Fairy for the Mystery Box Challenge
Wove a thick and thin scarf from frogged yarn
More refashioning! With my new sewing machine:
Including glamming up a 20s costume into an evening dress
Made an photo album of our trip to Japan
Stitched a gift brooch
Finished stitching a skull
Made a cross-stitch clutch
Worked out how to weave leno with two heddles on a rigid heddle loom
We bought a house!
More knitwear refashions
Finished a portrait
Sewed lavender bags for the move
Sewed folio bags for the move
Settled. Moved. Prepared old house for sale. Sold it.
Embroidered a vest (though I’m not sure if it’s finished)
Finished weaving the leno scarf
Repurposed two old frames into ensuite mirrors
Converted an old kitchen cart into a bar cart
Made a jewellery display pin board
Made more jewellery!
Made shade card pom poms
Started extensive and expensive landscaping
Finished two more portraits
Tried a Kogin embroidery kit and made a bag from it.
Sewed blanket binding around the Double Trouble Baby Blankets.
By December we were exhausted, my RSI had made a comeback and my physio had raised the possibility of rheumatoid arthritis. But I’ve finished my work and have settled in for a month of rest, recovery and enjoying the new house with friends.
Since moving house the RSI in my hands has been creeping back in, and the latest deadline did that whooshing thing thanks to them getting so bad I was in quite a bit of pain, and sometimes could barely bend my fingers.
With my old physio busy, I tried a new one. He brought up the possibility of rheumatoid arthritis.
I distinctly remember my mother, and her mother, having to give up crafts thanks to arthritis. I have no idea what kind. But for a few years now I’ve noticed the top of my forefinger and middle finger of my right hand twisting more and more to the right. So I’m going to the doctor to get the blood test once the Christmas rush is over.
In the meantime… I’d already written up a list rating the crafts I do by how good/bad they are for RSI. Weaving is easier on the hands than machine knitting. The Bond is easier than the Passap (not so heavy to operate). In fact, I was already thinking of selling the Passap, since I haven’t touched it in over a year and it takes up so much room.
If I do I’ll probably sell and/or give away a pile of yarn, too. I’ve not looked at my stash in months.
It can be good to clear out the old. It frees space and energy for something new. I’d like to do more weaving, embroidery, printing and photo albums, and start working on my paintings at home as well as at class.
Hmm, that almost sounds like a resolution.
I guess it was inevitable…
Friday night: untangled, culled and sorted jewellery
Saturday morning: bought lamp, mirror and materials to make jewellery display board
Saturday afternoon: made board, set up dressing table
Saturday evening: pulled apart some culled pieces and added to jewellery-making supplies
Sunday morning: culled and reorganised jewellery-making supplies
Sunday afternoon: read jewellery-making books and pinterest during work breaks, sketched ideas
Sunday evening: started fixing and making new jewellery, sketched ideas
Monday morning: culled more costume jewellery
Monday evening: made more jewellery
Tuesday morning: blogged about it
… but I’m not complaining. I’m relieved that I finally found my craft mojo again. Jewellery-making has always been an interest that comes in sudden bouts of inspiration, lasts a month or so then ebbs away. It’s good for a quick crafty fix, but it also reaches that ‘I don’t need another x or y” stage pretty quickly. That’s why a cull tends to lead to creating – it ‘makes room’. And the bonus is that I can pull apart and reuse the bits of pieces I’ve culled. This time I’ve taken that a step further, and culled things so that I can reuse components.
What have I made so far…
Map bead bracelet
Pen nib pendant
I also had fun taking the photos. Ah, bokeh, you’re almost retro already.
The carpet went in last week, freeing us up to do a whole lot of things. We’ve moved the bed from the old house and the mattress from the guest room floor and started sleeping in the master bedroom. Two visits to IKEA furnished the wardrobe – done as cheaply as possible to counter the inevitable overspend on other projects and damage from the storm that hit a few weeks after we moved in.
The ensuite is nearly done. After cleaning off all the renovation dust and muck, I found a few unfinished bits of caulking. I left the shower drain for the professionals and tackled the two bits along the tiling around the bath. The caulking gun kept jamming, but I did an good job of it (according to the caulking guy). Then, as I was struggling to get the canister out of the gun I slipped and dropped everything in the bath.
And I hadn’t even had a chance to use it yet.
The guy from the bathroom company came and had a look, and said he could arrange someone to fix it. As he said, it would never happen with a five year old bath. Only a brand new one.
The drain was caulked in last night, so I had the first go of the new shower today. Other than the shower head being a bit too high, it all works fine. Phew! We just need to install towel rails, pick up a cabinet we ordered when it comes in, and for me to finish the trompe l’oeil bath alcove. Pics later, when it is done. Well, as the title of the post suggests, as ‘done’ as anything ever is when you’re a perpetual tinkerer.
Lots and lots of shuffling of furniture and boxes has started. I’d anticipating it for the second, but we went and decided to have a small party in a couple of weeks and to have the family room ready in time, didn’t we? Ah well, it does get us extra motivated as well as being something fun to look forward to.
This time I had better remember to put some loo paper in the outdoor loo!