Lots of cats
Aug. 16th, 2005 11:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisy"Did you have a good time in Melbourne?" someone asked me, and I blinked. It was only two weeks ago and yet it feels like years.
One thing I bought while I was there was an embroidery pattern called "Lots of Cats" by Woodcutter's Daughter. It was going to be a redwork piece, but then I realised there were five cats - the same number as I've owned in my life - and I decided to do it in colours instead. Now it's done I'm going to turn it into a cushion.
The only thing I didn't really like about the design was the heart. I'm just not a heart sort of person. I can live with this one though. I've also just discovered that calico doesn't scan terribly well, and nor does the white cat.
And the cats? From left to right, then: Lysis, Miss Pink, the great King Louis, Martin and Snowy. Looking at that list, a trend emerges. Cats named by my grandmother are named after their colour (Pinkie, Snowy); cats named by my mother have people names (Louis, Martin); the cat named by me had a preposterous name (Lysistrata Emmeline). In my defence, I was a pretentious teen when I named her, and she was a fairly preposterous sort of cat - she wore the name well.
I also discovered two shops in Melbourne. One is called The Elegant Egg ("Victoria's Number One Egg Decorating Supplier!") and the other is called Yurtworks (one imagines an envious Kublai Khan saying, "I could have built Xanadu out of jarrah!"). I will never need to buy anything from either of these shops, but the fact of their existence makes me happy.
One thing I bought while I was there was an embroidery pattern called "Lots of Cats" by Woodcutter's Daughter. It was going to be a redwork piece, but then I realised there were five cats - the same number as I've owned in my life - and I decided to do it in colours instead. Now it's done I'm going to turn it into a cushion.
The only thing I didn't really like about the design was the heart. I'm just not a heart sort of person. I can live with this one though. I've also just discovered that calico doesn't scan terribly well, and nor does the white cat.
And the cats? From left to right, then: Lysis, Miss Pink, the great King Louis, Martin and Snowy. Looking at that list, a trend emerges. Cats named by my grandmother are named after their colour (Pinkie, Snowy); cats named by my mother have people names (Louis, Martin); the cat named by me had a preposterous name (Lysistrata Emmeline). In my defence, I was a pretentious teen when I named her, and she was a fairly preposterous sort of cat - she wore the name well.
I also discovered two shops in Melbourne. One is called The Elegant Egg ("Victoria's Number One Egg Decorating Supplier!") and the other is called Yurtworks (one imagines an envious Kublai Khan saying, "I could have built Xanadu out of jarrah!"). I will never need to buy anything from either of these shops, but the fact of their existence makes me happy.
