first of all the good news, Happy May the Fourth!
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I see many of you have been busy working on the first game for this year’s stitch enigma, how exciting! 😀
in the meantime I’ve pulled a very bad move and almost screwed up my Story Time Sampler, which I still don’t know if will be forever scarred or not. let me explain.
the first thing I did (and this was still April, so I met some of my older goals too) was finishing March’s frame, Sherlock Holmes.
I had to have blood spatters on a tapestry so I added those, and floor tiles that remind of a chess board (because I really liked what they did with the game of chess references throughout A Game Of Shadows), and a book on the table, like Garrett and many others did.
then I moved on and stitched April’s frame, The Wizard of Oz and would have been all caught up if May hadn’t been just around the corner.
I knew I would add French Knotted poppies towards the end of the Yellow Brick Road, so I cross stitched some green grass beneath them and made the road slightly thinner (although you can’t actually tell from this snap). I switched a few tones too, like discarding the pink in the rainbow and making the door blue for good luck (’cause honestly one can never have too much of that); I stitched the Emerald City and backstitched the basket as Garrett did (the guy is genius) and all in all, it looks much better in person, I took this shot on a very cloudy day.
then I thought oh, let’s move on with May this way I’ll be all caught up! so I rolled up this part of the linen and discovered a huge slug in the linen towards the bottom of the cut. I don’t know what happened in my brain, and what didn’t stop me from messing up really badly, but I did.
I tried to pull it out and as a result it turned all white and fluffy and if I attempt anything else I will find myself with a giant hole and possibly a missing thread right below the 11th frame.
I’ve been working on the frames desperately since the surgical fail, hoping that the 11th frame will cover it up entirely but, alas, no luck. the end of that giant slug will poke out by a couple of stitches.
I’m so mad at myself I can’t even articulate it. I’ve cursed and swore and let my potty mouth run wild at myself for days (in fact as soon as I look at that scar I always realise I’m not done with myself just yet) – but all this won’t actually help fixing the problem.
as soon as I finish the pink frame you see started here I’ll jump down to the infamous 11th frame and stitch that one to see how badly it looks.
stay tuned for news on my Needlework Horror Story, and by all means if you have suggestions on how to fix this I’d be happy to hear them.
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[face-palming her forehead] ciao 😦