It’s alive…

I’ve started graphing and swatching (read: spending a whole day teaching myself intarsia, only to knit the entire word into the actual t-shirt in order to come to the realization that there is plenty of “room for improvement”.) I hate room for improvement. It harkens memories of classrooms with brightly colored walls and snot-filled kids with a teacher who is just an inch this side of sanity, enough to know that, “Better luck next time” isn’t an appropriate response to a shitty job.
I think I have the style of the font translated into the stitches. The first problem is size, they need to be a bit bigger. The second problem is spacing – they are way too close together. I thought about embroidering a border around each letter. I even tried it. Better luck next time.
I can’t say I’m loving the process. I did at first. I thought about putting up a little tutorial. It just takes so damn long. It’s difficult for me to breath right while stitching the letters. I forget to take a breath. It’s really not good for the mental health. I’ll have to go into training before I start again. Dive school or something.

Oh, I may have or may not have gone shopping for a certain Bookish Contest.
Weiner announced tomorrow.
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