although i also plan to give it a plain red-and-white border, the hard part of the little cintamani curtain is done. i got better as them as i progressed, and while far from perfect, this is so different from what i usually do that i'm still pretty tickled with the results.
this, again, is going to be a curtain for the tiny window in the powder room of literary rejection. which recently had a new addition to its walls! (as you know i only put the best rejections on the walls in there.) ben recently commented that he hoped i got rejected a whole lot, and soon -- because he wasn't as happy with his painting job as he might have hoped and he wanted my failures to cover up his own. i see. i see how it's going to be.
i wanted to have some color in this piece aside from just the black, and looked at the room, and then headed off to the fabric stores for some broadcloth. when i got home, i was kind of surprised to see what was in my bag. had this really been my idea? red... white... and not just blue, but turquoise? these are not color combos i usually associate with my own desires!
and somehow, it's working. the colors are meant to play off on a portrait of truman capote that also hangs on the wall in there (i will include a photo with the finished piece) and, for that matter, the blue and red combo seems to be picking up the ballpoint-blue of the handwritting on the rejection notes on the wall -- many of which have red-and-black letterheads. so apparently i did know what i was doing, although it went against what i might have done otherwise.
no sewing machine is being used in the creation of this little piece -- it's all handstitching, imperfect, but pretty. i want a teeny tiny little iron -- one of those teeny irons on a long stick. i thought they made them, i assumed they had to, and then last night on cops i saw one! (as they apparently also have some use in the drug trade.) a little iron will make things even better.