The first deluxe copies. . .
. . .looked like whipped shit. Too lumpy, too heavy, too overworked, too crowded. I sent the pictures to Prue, and she very generously offered to embroidered the covers for the ten deluxe copies. After picking myself up off the floor (Prue is a genius embroiderer) I decided to muddle through myself, and give up, if necessary, at some future point. So, this was round two:
Better, but . . .
My problem is that I’m working so hard on this project that I can’t seem to relax and have a good time, and it’s showing up in the work. Every attempt has some little almost-fits, close-enough, it-won’t show, too-large, too-small problems, and with each iteration, they add up. If I’m going to be satisfied with this, I’m going to have to go back several steps and clean up. The glass windows are an example – the fit-and finish will never be right, and I’m not sure they add anything to the magic of the piece. It may just be something I fell in love with and don’t have the guts to throw overboard in order to ride higher in the water.
So I’m taking a few days off to sleep, pull weeds, wrestle with the dog, love on my husband, read funny books, and eat. And have a really good glass of wine.
But to tide you over, here’s the inevitable map: