Sunday, 27 November 2011

Nightmares

I very rarely have nightmares. Maybe some of my dreams would class as nightmares if another dreamt them, but I mostly find them exciting and interesting and enjoy the action. Waking from actual nightmares is a rarity, happening maybe once a year or more rarely nowadays.

The night Fri-Sat (yesterday) I woke from a work-related nightmare, being told I was incapable of doing my job, should never have had the position and that there was no hope for me. It was extremely realistic (compared to what my dreams are mostly like) and I am not sure how I will react to meeting that person the coming week.

This morning around 4 am I again found myself awake with adrenaline thundering in my body, fight-or-flee! This was an extremely bleak post-apocalyptic scenario where people scuttled like bugs trying to avoid their robotic overlords, as well as a zombie-like (not quite, more like a crossover between a zombie and the aliens from Alien..) infestation among the "good guys". That one too had me really shook up. Normally such a dream wouldn't elicit such a response from me, and nightmares two nights in a row too suggests something is unbalanced in my brain. If it continues I will investigate.

The post-apocalyptic dream had me thinking back to "the" PA dream I have had (the ones I started writing down). There is a lot I never shared from those dreams. The moments in the mountains, for instance. Dancing in the desert landscape up there with the strangers and their fiddles. Human interaction which can hardly be described. The stories in my head wants out, but I don't have the time to tell them. Will I ever?


1st of Advent

While I am firmly atheist I have grown up with a bunch of traditions, so:


Also, I knitted another bracelet:

A Green Streak

Hairdying in progress and the result.




(PS: I was actually wearing a tank top on the first photo, but it isn't visible and it just looks all wrong. Sowwy.)

Thursday, 24 November 2011

Holiday Edition

I was so annoyed with the appearance of the blog that there is now a temporary look in place for the holidays, which should give me time to think.

What do you think about it? No green at all this time.

Change

I changed the appearance of this place again, not liking the other one. Unfortunately I realised that I get dizzy if I scroll down the page with this background, so a remake is upcoming.

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

Christmas decorations

The Christmas decorations are up in most shops. Some does it better than others.

Sunday, 20 November 2011

Bracelets


Discover. This was on request from mother, she wanted a turquoise one.

I had already knit Explore (in the set I made for Carol) and Dream (for myself) when she pasted this quote and I asked her if she wanted Discover since I liked the coincidence of the words. ”Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the once you did so. So throw off the bowlines. Catch the trade winds in your sail. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
- Mark Twain





Dream was knit in black with dark grey beads (same as on the following red ones).


All of the above made in cotton with glass beads. Most knitted, one tatted.

After that I have also knit Envision in green alpaca, which I knit for myself but gave to a colleague on impulse. Have no photo of that, I am afraid. (I will make another Envision one.) That one I used capital letters on, which worked out nice in the more tightly knit alpaca yarn and with a longer word. Different fonts are easy to work out according to width, luckily :)

I make these on request, with your choice of words/initials/numbers. They are fairly quickly made, so I don't charge as much as I do for a custom tatted bracelet so for those of you that got scared by the prices on those, this might be an alternative! Send me an e-mail if you are interested in either - or something completely different.

Sleepyhead


Going to work

No igloos, no polar bears. Just mid-november flowers, late fruit left on the tree and a space invader.






Knitting

With a deadly crochet hook in my mouth, ready to defend myself.

(I once got the hook stuck under my skin - it is pointy and sharp as a needle - and due to the hook it was rather difficult getting it back out. Not dangerous, not a drop of blood shed, but an interesting dilemma. That was when I decided it is a good weapon.)

Sunday, 13 November 2011

Frame

I framed three of the prints I have bought over the past five years or so by myself yesterday, in off-the-shelf frames. They (the prints) have been sitting around for 12-18 months, so about bloody time when it was this easy!

Eleven prints to go. Seven of them I think should work in off-the-shelf frames as long as I can have custom passepartouts cut for them, the last four will (probably) need custom built frames too.

Heading to the frame-maker's in a moment to see if we can agree on a price.

This means a lot of time in the near future will be spent driving my neighbours crazy with my hammering at the walls. Hope they can survive the terror. Although, I might wait with hanging anything in the living room until the new sofa arrives. That's right, I ordered a new sofa! A moment of terror and joy. I think it will be great but it is very expensive and of course I have second thoughts about everything from the colour to the shape to the way it is angled (should it be mirrored?). I might have to re-organise all my furniture to make this work... ;)