Painting Rocks

This is not a Victorian activity.  Many apologies.  But, meh, I got nothin’ else so lets go for it.

Apparently, this has been a “thing” in other places for some time and now someone has started it here in Winnipeg.  Winnipeg Rocks.

Basically, you find a rock or two you like.  Paint it.  (No doodads like gems or stickers because they fall off). Put a reference to the Facebook Page “Winnipeg Rocks” on the back of the rock and then you seal it.  Find a public place to hide them (not in the grass…they mess up lawn mowers) and watch and see if anyone finds your rock and posts it on the page.  Some people put notices on the page of where they hid their rocks so folks have a fighting chance of finding them…especially helpful for folks who are dragging kids out to hunt for rocks.

I’m not sure I will go hunting…that sounds like too much work.  I do hope I will randomly stumble on one though.  Some of them are pure works of art!

I painted up 3.  Lets call them the monochrome phase.  (i.e. to cheap to cough up for more than 3 bottles of paint until I know if I will like this BIG TIME.) Definitely not works of art.

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I settled on 3 quick jobs as a “taste test”.  I enjoyed painting them (if I did not think about how boring they are).  We will see if they are found and posted about.  If I get a big charge out of it I may do it again.  Anyone else do this in their home town?

 

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Oh, I must see this! In costume please!

Judy Dench (Oh gosh! I love her) will be playing Queen Victoria!  Coming to a theatre near me!

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The hubby and I had gone to see a sci fi flick and there was this larger than life billboard for this movie!  I was thrilled (and he was praying I don’t drag him to see it!) Shirley and Lottie, say you will go see this with me!  Costumes optional.  I acknowledge we’d be three of the biggest dorks on the planet if we go in costume!

We have plans…so does life

At the beginning of the year I took the time to sketch out some projects that would go with the Historical Sew Fortnightly themes.  As the year has progressed, I hit some road blocks. (Projects that took longer than expected.  Supplies for projects getting ordered but not showing up.)  And then there was the drop in my own enthusiasm.

I had started to feel more intensely that I was making items I didn’t really want at this time or making items in strange orders (accessories before outfits, for example) so that I could match a challenge or really stretching the parameters of the challenge to make something I wanted to only to rush through it to meet the deadline as reasonably as possible.

Don’t get me wrong!  I loved doing HSF!  It did exactly what I wanted it to, which was motivate me to get started on projects AND actually finish them so that I could build a wardrobe for costume events.  Now I have a huge wardrobe. I have actually reached the point that it is to big! I have more outfits than I can wear in a year.  Several of which, I am no longer satisfied with.

With those thoughts and feelings in mind I decided a few months back that I would finish the HSF year out and next year I would change my way of doing things.   First I’d pack up the outfits I no longer love.  They’d go into storage until I reached the point that I could part with them.  Then I’d limit my creativity for the year to finishing UFO projects (the vast majority being modern knitting) and limiting myself to one costume, which I would take great pains to choose, to shop for and to sew slowly and carefully.

And then life stepped in.  There is actually a lot going on but the primary stepping has been done by my doggy.  This is her last Christmas.  Lookin’ fine!

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She has been slowing down lately and I thought “hmmm, old age is kicking in”.  But within a few weeks, old age seemed to be running her over with a truck.  Here she is lookin’ not so fine.  And starting to have accidents in the house, which she has never done!

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I took her to the vets a couple of weeks ago and the old age turned out to be diabetes.  We are early into the treatments (strict diet, twice daily insulin shots) but already we are seeing a vast improvement!  It is like having a young dog again!

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Mom!  Stop takin’ pictures!  We are playin’ here!

 

But, keeping her this way means I have to do some changing.  I have fast forwarded my plan to back off of the HSF challenges (though I intend to watch and be amazed by the work of others!)  Not having the deadlines takes some un-needed stress off of me.   And I am vowing that any future projects be either UFO or at least 80% stash busting thus freeing up some cash to support my insulin junkie’s new habit.

Who knows, I may have to start a blog about my life with a diabetic dog!

But the dresses are so nice…

Ever watched a show or movie that you really didn’t like because you like the costumes?  I’m Netflixing one now that really is not to my taste.  The Lizzie Borden Chronicles.  Basically, she is a sociopath.  The question is not “will she kill someone?” It is “how many per episode?”  Some movies or shows try to make the killing easier to take either by having the killer be second to the hero of the show or by having the killer only kill bad people.  Not this show.  She kills anyone, good or bad, whoever gets in her way and she gets away with it.  Not to my liking.  But the dresses…  There are 3 I really want to copy!

The first dress you see Lizzie Borden in:

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One of the dresses I like was worn by her sister.  I’m afraid the photo is another one of those phone picture of a computer screen…(any one know how to get screen shots of Netflix that are not blank?)

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It is hard to see but it is a pale grey with wide lace and a huge belt buckle.  Yum.

The final one is worn by the hotel owners wife.  I have the perfect material for these.  Left overs from my 1845 Atessa dress and some black linen-like material for the skirt.  IMG_20170429_164458459

So many plans/dreams, so little time.