Today’s update is brought to you by the words ‘flatness’, ‘squareness’, and ‘arrrrrrrgh’.
I mean, it’s okay? It’s getting there? But I’m definitely having to do some fiddling around to a) keep it flat (because it’s a picture, it therefore has to be flat – texture notwithstanding), and b) keep it squared off. Siiiiigh.
It doesn’t help that there’s a section in the middle that’s ended up, somehow, slightly bigger than the surrounding bits, i.e., it’s kind of puckering a bit. I can sort of stretch and pull it into shape, so I think once it’s framed and taped down it’ll be okay, but it’s not helping my twitchiness!
The other issue that affects flatness is squareness – i.e., keeping the edges at right angles and making sure I’m not slanting inwards or outwards. This is hard, particularly on the left hand side of the sky, where I’m working in lovely long rows that have a tendency (crochet being what it is) to slant rightwards. Correcting that can cause a bit of wobbliness at the edges – but I do remember having this issue with Starry Night as well, so I’m telling myself not to worry too much!
However, flatness and squareness aside…….this is actually looking pretty good, isn’t it? Really rather close to finishing. And the flaws that I can see will never be seen by anyone else – especially once it’s hanging on a wall, and looked at from a distance!!
Today is a sewing-in-ends day, because the forest of ends is threatening to overwhelm me. But then I’ll start in on that middle section, which is a slightly more complicated swirl, and it really isn’t going to be long until it’s *whispers* done.
Meanwhile, I did mention in my last post that two little furry babies were arriving, didn’t I?
Meet Demelza and Persephone. Two little tortie kitties, ten weeks old, absolutely full of original sin and adorableness 😀
They’re settling in well, getting more confident about wandering around the house and very happy flinging themselves around the living room. Bumble, my 14-year-old, is mostly ignoring them unless they get close (when she hisses a warning), which I’m taking as a good sign. Better that than attacking them! Mum and I are very much enjoying getting to know our new friends, and they have already learned the sound of me opening a tin of cat food. Because that’s a very important sound in the life of a kitten, isn’t it? 😀