T.I.A.S. 2015

Day 2 was this:

Which became just a little longer:

Day 3

Ah, Jane. The mind boggles. 

Who knows where the mystery ends!

I find it difficult to believe that this new adventure follows the ship and before that: a goat, a wheelbarrow and a baby carriage. Three years has disappeared as I begin the fourth T.I.A.S.. How can that possibly be?  wow : 0

Etc., Etc.,Etc.,

There will be very similar blog postings for a while; there is nothing to report as I tat away at both pieces.

Both patterns have been committed to memory, but that does not mean I have not spent a lot of time un-tatting. Silly mistakes reoccur as I am lulled into familiar rhythms, losing focus because of a movie plot, or I just drift away, caught up in my thoughts.

Then out come the scissors. Snip.

Apologies to Diane!

It had to happen. There I was, joshing with Diane about having to bring out the scissors on a Jan Stawasz pattern. After all, I had also learned that lesson the hard way on The Monster. Now, of course I was wiser, more accustomed to the patterns of the Polish master. HA!

I had to cut the centre motif out after I attached it before adding a picot. Then I  snipped off the wrong point when I began to correct the mistake. A mess. Now I have to re-tat the whole motif. Bah.

With A Critical Eye

I am not happy with the quality of my tatting today. It might be in my mind only, but my stitches look sloppy, and I want this piece to be very special, as it is for my daughter who wants to frame it. 

Maybe part of my dismay stems from the fact that the white is not looking pristine. It ís so difficult to keep it clean. This one will have to be washed I think when it is done.

Also, this pattern is very repetitive and my focus often... very often... drifts away. And there are seven more motifs to repeat! ... sigh ...