Exploring texture and pattern 2

Since Sue Stone’s course (see my previous post) came online just over a week ago, I’ve hardly thought about anything else stitch-wise. So far I’ve made grid samples of running stitch, back stitch and mock herringbone stitch and I’ve never found it so difficult to sew a straight line of stitches as I have for these samples but that seems to be a common problem for more than a few of us doing this course so I don’t feel so bad.

Like millions of others, I’ve had a Facebook account for years but I could count on one hand the number of posts I’ve written. I rarely log-in and frequently consider deleting the account but as a member of the FB group set up for this course I now find myself happily checking-in several times a day to look at the images posted and to read how others have interpreted the challenges set or to empathise with the difficulties they’ve also found in accomplishing what at first glance appeared to be an easy task but wasn’t particularly.

I stuck the words of the stitched and painted fabric on the front of an A4 notebook which I’m using for notes and details about the samples I’ve made. The samples will later be made into a separate book. Each challenge asks questions at the end and I find these more difficult to answer than the practicalities of stitching. For example, “How might what you discovered in today’s creative challenge inform a piece of textile art?” I haven’t answered that one yet because I don’t do textile art (?) but it’s making me think, so that can only be good.

Here’s my running stitch sample so you can see what I mean about my non-straight stitching lines!

A good day

Today has been a good day. Early this morning after JP had left to play golf in the rain, I re-waterproofed a favourite old pair of red ankle boots and then wondered if I could do the same to my MDF work surface by using furniture polish cream (the elbow-grease-required variety) so I tried it on a piece that I use as a drawing board and it doesn’t look too bad. I’m just not sure if I’d rather have a painted surface or a semi-polished one. I think the paint finish will win out as it will tone in with all the other surfaces.
After I was done with the waterproofing and polishing I went for a haircut. Normally I make appointments for after 5pm on my way home from work but now that I’m a lady of leisure…
On the way back from the hairdresser’s I made a note of the opening times of my local picture framing shop. I’ve had two completed pieces of embroidery folded up in a bag for nearly two years waiting for me to take them to be framed. It’s high time they were properly protected after all the hours of work that went into them. I might hang them in what will be the guest bedroom because it doesn’t get the sun until late in the day so the thread colours might fade less noticeably.
After lunch I came into my studio and composed a farewell/thank-you letter to my former work colleagues, many of whom I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to on Wednesday as they work in other offices and only come came to my office occasionally. The letter took a while because I couldn’t decide whether I should include any scathing remarks about management or not. What kept me going back each day (apart from the salary) was not so much the job as the people I worked with (although most of the really good ones have already left for pastures greener). I therefore thought it would be kinder not to reiterate my views on how the office could be better organised and or managed since staff morale is low enough without me adding to their angst so my letter was basically a big thank-you for the laughs I’d shared, the friendships I’d made and of course for the parting gift of Amazon vouchers. I couldn’t resist enclosing a photo of me sitting here at my workbench with a happy relaxed smile on my face. I know that some of my workmates are extremely jealous because they can’t leave too!
After emailing the farewell letter to my friend Mr M for distribution around the office network, I logged on to my Facebook account, brought my profile up to date, (deleting any reference to employment) and then had a look-see at what all my buddies have been up to.
All afternoon whilst I’ve been busy on my laptop, I’ve been listening to music on my I-Pod mini (yes, an actual I-Pod mini, remember those?) and that’s been a lovely trip down memory lane. JP is currently in the kitchen preparing dinner, so like I said at the beginning, today has been a good day, and it isn’t over yet!

why privacy matters

When I read a news item the other day about how WordPress bloggers could enable friends to find our blogs through Facebook or Twitter or Google Contacts, I have to admit that I was horrified at the thought that I could be ‘outed’ so easily. One of the major plus points of starting a blog for me was that I could retain my anonymity if I wished.

I have not posted photographs of me or my friends or family on this blog and that’s how it will remain unless they allow otherwise. Even my avatar image is not of me. By remaining anonymous, I can let off steam about the things that bug or interest me without fear of recrimination. I mistakenly told a few family members and a couple of friends about the blog in the early days and then realised that it would be best if I never referred to anyone I wrote about by name on the basis that we’re all entitled to remain anonymous. On the other hand, none of my work colleagues know that I blog and if I ever post about them (which I am bound to do at some point) and they were to find my blog through a Facebook or Google Contacts search, (I don’t do Twitter), they might put two and two together and recognise themselves and I’m not sure that I want that because very little of what I would ever write about work and my colleagues would be positive.

I don’t regard my desire for anonymity as cowardly or devious. You may not agree with that and that’s fine by me but I have to prove my identity so many times in the week by way of logons and passwords, personal identity numbers, wearing an office ID card, proving my address is actually mine and so on, that I like being able to write anonymously in a blog simply because I have the choice to do so.

Yes, I know I can make my blog private but it’s fun to check the stats regularly and possibly discover a new follower (whose numbers, in case you were interested, have now reached the dizzy height of ten, thank you one and all).  When I started this blog and was still playing around with all the settings that WordPress offered me, I connected to Facebook but had not fully understood the ramifications of doing so and hours later was horrified to find my latest post in all its naked glory for all to see on my Facebook wall. I swiftly disconnected the link and cannot imagine a day when I would ever want to re-connect. I will not be connecting to Google Contacts either. I don’t want to have to take my blog elsewhere but if there’s no alternative, that’s what I’ll do to preserve my true identity. Unfortunately, if I do, you won’t then be able to find me again because I obviously won’t say where I’m going because that would defeat the purpose of moving elsewhere. The words ‘catch’ and ‘twenty two’ suddenly spring to mind…