...well enough to finish Borderlines, and to get out of bed, for that matter. I had a hospital appointment yesterday, always good for stitching, and added the last few rows this morning...and here it is.
I have to say it looks better in person, than in a photograph; the texture is easier to discern, for one. I'm still debating the orientation. A well designed piece should look good from any orientation; this was the original design:
Looking at them here, perhaps the initial intention is still the better of the two... and that's what I'm likely to stick with. It seems to have more of a feeling of space; the first image shown has a heavy feeling, as if those abstract paper fields are sinking down to the bottom of the piece. Plus, I like the way that the long stitches below the 'field' are echoed by those above the 'sun'. I need to put it away for a while, to let it sit. It has taken longer than I expected to finish, and to some extent, familiarity breeds contempt. I was certainly sick of stitching it... patience is not my strong point. No hand stitch for me for a while, I suspect...though you never know, something may require it.... and really, that's what drives my activity: the demands of the piece.
No comments:
Post a Comment