Monday, February 24, 2014
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Most of the time I play with beads more or less as the mood strikes though of course there are always class instructions to be written and new teaching projects to dream of and upcoming classes that need a sample, but usually among the hard deadlines I manage to squeeze in some free beading time.
Not this weekend. The closest I came were a few sketches, some notes, and some wishing.
I did get a third of a kumihimo necklace and about two inches of sock (Yay! Knitting!) done though, not to mention most of a day of spinning (and of course the attendant eating - as I like to say, we're an eating club that also spins). I'm being very careful with the knitting, no more than an hour at a time, and so far, the pain in my hands is at least no worse.
I finished the second earring of the pair and decided to make more dramatic ear wires.
That's the only thing about Czech beads (which I otherwise love): colours come and go and don't have manufacturer colour numbers, so even if you think you see an online shop that describes the colour the way you've always thought of it, it may be not the same thing at all.
Don't get me wrong: there are always gorgeous colours to be had, it's just that you can't always refill those gorgeous colours, which means that if you're packing beads for kits then every kit is a limited edition and you keep on having to make more samples with the EXACT beads that will be in the kit. It's not ideal.
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Samples for my upcoming classes at Studio Beads in Chicagoland in April.
Thursday, February 20, 2014
No, I knew I was making a kumihimo rope, and I knew what colours I was using (I'm not entirely blind), but it didn't turn out the way I had expected (it's darker), but it turns out I really like it anyway.synesthesia, but yes. some colours just are delicious.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
There's something about inertia which combined with a distaste for waste and a certain amount of disinterest in keeping up with Every. Single. New. Technology that has left me well into the twenty-first century with televisions that are dinosaurs. Big, old, fat.
They get the job done but the truth is that my demands are piddling. I don't watch sports, I don't watch reality shows and except for a couple of shows on a couple of cable channels now and again (which invariably end up on Netflix anyway or are available somewhere or another on the internet if not), most of what I watch that is not on Netflix is just broadcast TV, the erstwhile completely free to everyone no matter what TV they had channels. There have been periods in which Something Happened and I'd miraculously and unexpectedly have access to more than just Basic Cable (which is broadcast TV plus a bunch of religious channels), but the cost of this service has always seemed ridiculously disproportionate, but since broadcast has been happening in HD and my TVs are most definitely not HD, I've continued to pay the cable company for the privilege of watching free TV.
So the cable company has decided to do something or another which will require their subscribers to have a piece of equipment for each TV in order to receive any sort of picture (and sound, I suppose) which they'll let us use for two years for nothing and then no doubt they'll start gouging and I'm somehow just not in the mood and so I Did Something About It.
I bought a slim, trim, light, twenty-first century TV and an antenna and even though my main TV is in the basement I get more channels than with Basic Cable AND now I can watch stuff online on my lovely screen and I am SO cancelling cable as soon as I hit the "Publish" button.
No doubt my kids still think I'm a hopeless dinosaur but they're no longer five years old and easily impressed so that's not even part of the equation; I feel pretty youthful!
And then those organizations that will come to your house and pick up old clothes and whatnot because apparently they know we're too lazy to pack it up and take it to Goodwill ourselves? I felt kinda bad that I've ignored so many of their emails about when they'll be in the area so I gave in and made a date which of course means I have to collect things to give them and even though I'm not the worst packrat I know there's always stuff that you don't use but think you will even as a part of you knows you won't and you have to keep it around until even you can't ignore the fact that these things are unwanted and unloved in this house and now I feel lighter, fresher, younger, hipper because they are getting some extremely large boxes of stuff and there are areas of floor in my basement that are once again clear and what's more I made some executive decisions about things left behind by children who no longer live here (well, one child) and who are no longer small children so I have shelves that are empty (just small ones) and let me tell you that even though I barely finished any beading this weekend and even though I essentially haven't done any knitting since September and my left hand shows absolutely no sign of allowing me to do so in the foreseeable future, I feel overall pretty good.
Man, I love run-on sentences!
Now all I need to do is figure out how to get an extremely heavy TV out of my basement. And then figure out where to take it once it's at ground level. I don't think I could even make it palatable to the craigslist audience for free but it's worth a shot.
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Yesterday the vast bulk of what I accomplished involved cutting and filling my waste paper basket with piles and piles of small pieces of wiggly thread. Eventually though, I had some moderate success.
I started another last night, but used different types of threads for the two bead sizes which was a hideous mistake as it really messed with the tension. Live and learn I suppose. I guess I know what I'm doing as I watch the last few episodes of Dexter: undoing two inches of kumihimo and rethreading all the size eight beads.
Saturday, February 8, 2014
It's not as though I have any startlingly new insights or anything, but I did finish a couple of things.
Turns out it's pretty straightforward to add a rivoli to the slider beads I made last weekend.
Replaced half a pair of earrings and made another that was promised, but I'm afraid it won't match perfectly with its intended dance partner. That's the problem with so many of the Czech beads: between small lots and dye lots, it's hard to replace colours that are finished.
Sunday, February 2, 2014
No, I'm not talking about second-hand stuff, I'm talking about my time.
The way I've spent it this weekend has been generally satisfactory to me.
I finished the instructions for Tuesday's class and made a New Thing or two.
I also thought about knitting quite a bit, and even perused patterns as though I were about to start a new project.
Turns out that I don't have carpal tunnel syndrome after all - they shocked me up and down my bad wrist to determine this. I'm not sure how I feel about it, because now I don't know what I have, or if it can be fixed - at least I know that carpal tunnel surgery is pretty successful (not that I'm burning to go under the knife or anything, but it's nice to know that a solution is possible).
So why not knit?
(Probably because it'll hurt if I'm not careful).
But I do need new gloves.