I couldn’t work on the Iliad this morning due to lack of working phone to take a picture with, so I worked on this instead.
It took hours longer than cross-stitch, but I like it.
Irritatingly, though, the QR reader app on my phone can’t read this one; and if it cant be read, i’ll have to undo it and rework it until t can. Though I’m given to believe the app I have is rather crap so I’ll try a few more out before undoing those hours of work. (And if anyone else has a QR app please feel free to try reading it and let me know if you have any luck)
Edit: my partner’s QR android app can read it just fine, and that’s good enough for me. Yay for not having to undo work.
I SHALL reach line 100 before day 20, I shall!
It’s good to be working daily on this project again.
I took a day off from work today. Over the last week and a half I’d written 5000 words (this is a lot for me, I’m a slow writer) and sent it off to my supervisor last night.
I figured I’d earned a break, so I spent the morning working on the Iliad, and then started this project this afternoon.
This is my modern embroidery sampler. The technique hasn’t changed; the alphabet has.
For most people, the act of posting content on the internet is an exercise in perpetual invisibility, of shouting into the abyss and hearing nothing - not even the echo of your own voice.
And yet people keep trying.
Like Sisyphus, pushing the rock up the hill again and again, they keep trying.
For most people, the act of trying to contribute to the patchworking of the internet is a constant recollection of the familiar scene, where one person says something intelligent, witty, or funny, and goes unnoticed, and a second person then says the same thing to rapturous applause. Ironically, it sometimes something about how invisible they feel, its content undermined by its popularity. Or is it ironic? Whenever such a post is reblogged the “I” of the post changes ownership, becomes the “I” of the reblogger rather than the poster. The post may be popular, but is anyone really getting any attention from it? Or is it just a mad scrabble of invisible people snatching a single voice between them, like the Graeae sharing a single tooth.
And yet people keep trying.
WIP: 434 out of 1,728 little granny squares (about 1 inch in size) for a blanket.
I didn’t intend this to be a Homestuck blanket. It was going to be a skull blanket using Jenny Dolan’s pretty punk blanket pattern. Then I realised it was written for aran and I had dk. So I started to draw my own skull pattern and then thought “hmmm… What about the evil squiddle from Rose’s top?’ So it turned into a squiddle blanket. The plan is to alternate columns of Rose’s evil squiddle with the normal squiddle design.
Hi, and thanks for the follow. :3
I’m slightly compartmentalise-crazy, so I have quite a few blogs. This one and the Stitched Iliad blog are the most popular, but I also have:
Nietzschean Flippancy: a curatorial art/craft reblog. I focus on embroidery and ceramics, but not exclusively. Occasionally I also reblog/comment on equality issues.
Aristotelian Complacency : Fanblog. Mainly Homestuck, mainly reblogs, but occasionally also my own fanart or other fandoms. If I make Homestuck fancraft, I would probably post it here, but the art goes to the Aristotle blog.
Lately on tumblr I’ve been seeing a lot of embroidery that seems to be done ironically. Now, maybe this isn’t the case for everyone, but whenever I see a very simply-done embroidery piece of an “edgy” slogan or a bit of generic swearing, I feel like the intention of the piece is a juxtaposition…
And this one, too.
It’s like there’s this belief that embroidery is intrinsically an out-of-date medium, so if you try and do anything “modern” with it it’s automatically ironic because of this perceived juxtaposition. But there is no juxtaposition, and if your sewing is intentionally crap it’s still just crap sewing. There’s nothing ironic about an embroidered “fuck you”, no matter how well or poorly it’s stitched. That’s not to say there’s nothing *good* about such a piece (though honestly, by now I think it’s a little over done. Those types of pieces that think they’re “subversive” to me just seem a little childish - like a kid who’s just learned a new naughty word and wants to use it all over the place because that makes you cool and rebellious).
My personal art/craft work in embroidery often deals with words. When done well, and properly, embroidery is a time-consuming process, so it’s fascinating to see and learn what I, and others, are prepared to put the time into embroidering. The fact that you’re prepared to spend x amount of time sewing that message speaks about the value you think that message has - it’s like old Entish, to use a Lord of the Rings reference - it takes a long time to say anything in old Entish, so you don’t say something unless it’s worth taking a long time to say. This belief that sewing certain things is somehow “ironic” irritates me. For me, the ironic thing to do would be to collect things that you think AREN’T worth taking the time to embroider, and then sewing them anyway. But is that even possible? Are you bestowing the very value you think is absent when you choose to embroider them? I’m not sure, but I’d certainly find it more interesting than another cuss.
I just get really angry about people treating embroidery like a joke medium because the only reason embroidery is not just as respected as painting and sculpture is because it’s traditionally a women’s medium and therefore is not often shown in museums or taught in art schools. Like seriously the…
Also: In my personal experience, embroidery by men gets taken more seriously, because oh my gosh, they’re working in a “traditionally female”* medium and isn’t that just AMAZING?
*Even though it wasn’t, originally.