anonymityblaize: (serenity)
Progress: Still slow, but moving at least.

Sanity: Hanging in there.

Times stabbed self with needle this week: Only twice.

Times flung across the room in despair: Just the once.

Profanities uttered whilst cross stitching: All of them. Many times.

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anonymityblaize: (mal)
I think it's fair to say that I have seriously lost momentum with this project. Progress is sloooooo-ooooow. I will not list the things I blame for this, for fear of sounding like a broken record. But one of the best things about this blog is that I can look back at previous large cross stitch projects and know that I always do this. It flies along really fast and easy, and then it gets hard and I start anthropomorphizing colours and threads and getting into arguments with things inanimate, and then somehow, somewhere, I find my sanity and reach the home stretch and it starts getting easier. And then when I finish, I love the project and seem to forget the moments where I nearly tore it apart. So hopefully that third stage will kick in soon. And at least this time I have outside influences to blame rather than just shrieking about how pale colours are evil.

Here's how Serenity looks today:

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And here's a close up where you can actually tell that I've started putting in some of the darker colours:

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And while I'm here, my TLDR bag got featured in a green and purple themed treasury over at etsy. I'd always encourage y'all to check these kind of things out cos there are so many amazing crafters and artists on etsy (so much better than me!) and you never know what you might find over there!
anonymityblaize: (airline)
Aaarrgh. It's been just over a month since I last posted on Serenity's progress. And there's not actually been that much.

It would seem that no matter how much I love the subject, or feel like I'm enjoying the project, there will always be a point where one of my cross stitches of doom just starts to annoy me and makes me want to be violent toward it. I am currently blaming my sore shoulder issues and the new shiny fandom of distraction for my lack of progress, but it won't be long until I start taking it out on Serenity herself and fling her across the room in despair.

Bloody hell, I'm a melodramatic cross stitcher, aren't I? Shall shut up now...

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anonymityblaize: (exploding crotch)
Nearly there... Oh so nearly there....

Brain melty...

eyes squigly....

I clearly am not good at the end game of large cross stitch projects. Will attempt to borrow a better camera for pictures when it's finished as these just aren't coming out well at all. Both nacelles are done though, so I should focus on the happy that is that.


anonymityblaize: (smirking coach)
I used to have a bit of a love/hate relationship with this old blogging malarkey, but now I'm getting to quite enjoy it. Mostly because every time I start to post an Enterprise update I feel like I haven't done much of late, but then I check my last post on the subject and see just how much more is filled in. It's quite encouraging. But I still think the last few weeks of any large project is my achilles' heel. The beginning is just so much more fun. Shapes appearing as if from nowhere seems so much more satisfying than filling in the details. However, I am allowing myself to add dark colours now and I've made my feelings on pale colours pretty plain by now (I know, why on earth would I think an almost entirely pale design wouldn't drive me mad? I am a fool to myself, that's why.).

Excitingness of the week comes courtesy of having completely completed the port nacelle. I took out all the guidelines there since I don't need them anymore and I'm rather pleased with how it looks.

Picture time!



anonymityblaize: (buffy)
Have had a few days off this project, due to trying to do some real work and also working on a birthday pressie piece which I shalln't post til it has been gifted. But this is how Peter was looking when I abandoned him last week.

Now that I've had some time to step away the grumpyness is definitely fading. And the nearness of completion is a wonderful prospect. And that he finally appears to have an actual human face. That's quite nice. Although before I took this break I uncovered a hidden sleeper cell of pinks but no time was wasted in routing them. No mercy for pale colours. Grrrrrrr.... Perhaps I need some sort of craft project haka, to intimidate the threads and bend them to my will.

anonymityblaize: (dance)
Oh sweet baby Jeebus, when will this be done? Even the darker colours are failing me now. They're as fickle, knotty and prone to snapping at the most inopportune moments as the gorram pinks. Pah.

I'm doing that moaning thing again, aren't I?

But I have my new icon for furiousness and this makes me happy again. Does that mean I ought to change it for a happy one? But then that would make me sad... It's a confusing circle of illogicalness.

Soon I should have some other finished projects to post instead of just using this as a form of accountability to keep going.  Some involve no cross stitching. And some have no pale colours whatsoever and therefore are of the good. Unlike dear, sweet Peter....




anonymityblaize: (Petrelli)
The sky, save for a few lone stitches here and there, is finished. Pale colours are still of the devil. They even seem to break and knot more than the dark colours - although that might just be a self fulfilling prophecy due to the rage. The end draws ever nearer but I'm still just pushing on because quitting would depress me more. Hopefully I'll hit a swing of that happy and productive feeling again soon. There is one spark of pride however - check out the bottom left hand corner for my very own little Heroes easter-egg. Apologies for the squint pic today.

anonymityblaize: (batman)
Few words today.

Pink = still evil. Lilac = a pain in the arse.

This project has me in a headlock. But I trundle on.

Today:



Yesterday:

anonymityblaize: (dr horrible)
Pink is fighting back. In sneaky, annoying, making-me-hold-too-many-numbers-in-my-head-at-once type ways. Got quite a few stray bits here and there sorted (take that solitary beige interlopers!) and a large chunk of top right grey is holding off the frustrations of bottom left pink.  And I'm quite glad to see his other arm emerging from the chaos. I also find myself not only wishing that I'd printed the pattern larger, but that I'd also checked out the symbols chosen. Deciphering how many arrows pointing up are in amongst all the arrows pointing left is decidedly more complicated than it sounds. Or maybe that's just a symptom of the minor meltdown I'm having over this. I don't think I've ever so enjoyed being entirely aggravated. Or maybe it's just that despite the aggravation I can still see progress and that's the encouraging and enjoyable thing. Hmmm. Maybe I just like being angry at inanimate objects?

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