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impulsereader) wrote2013-01-07 12:38 pm
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Gather round, please.
It is officially story time now my package has been received in Suffolk.
Once upon a time![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
quarryquest did a meta post on the birds she was hearing in the background of the graveyard scene. That post can be found here: http://quarryquest.livejournal.com/714074.html At this point we aren’t entirely sure if those were realtime birds or if they were inserted later, but that is neither here nor there because her post has since inspired some rather wonderful results.
Aderyn, whose work is stark, beautiful, and educational, was inspired to write a story about John and Sherlock entitled Birdsong. Do go read it if you haven’t already. http://archiveofourown.org/works/529690?view_adult=true
Hopping back to quarryquest, who not only gives us shots of the actual filming locations to match up with the scenes, but also some just flat-out incredible photographs which make me green with envy and inspire me to ‘suit up’ and set out with my own camera in the spirit of friendly collaboration and competition.
As I have been setting up house and surrounding myself with all the lovely things I have accumulated and photographs I have taken in my travels, all of this began swirling around in my head and glommed onto quarryquest’s mention of having acquired some additional wall space in her most recent move which she is still working to fill. I have lost wall space in my own move and am having to be frightfully clever about everything, so possibly part of this was jealousy. :-)
So I sent off an email to Aderyn and asked her permission to use her story to add to a gift I was thinking of sending to quarryquest for the holidays. My initial thought was that I was going to do ‘some sort of collage’ type thing with the story, quarryquest’s original post, and her pictures.
Well, the story was a bit longer than I had remembered. :-) Most of Aderyn’s recent works are quite short so I think I can be forgiven this point. I decided that if I was going to include the entire narrative it had to be readable within the piece of artwork, otherwise what was the point? And it is so beautiful, and so very itself, how could I not include the entire thing?
After some initial work on the computer I set off to find out what my options were frame-wise; at first firmly insisting on looking at smaller sizes which would be easily shipped. Except…the weight of the knowledge of the number of pages involved eventually forced me to admit I had to think bigger. I giddily forced down the panicky thoughts of, ‘Well, she said she had available wall space, but how much of it will she actually want to devote to this mad project which wasn’t even her idea?’ and hummed loudly to myself.
So I had my text and my canvas. I then tackled the not unpleasant but ridiculously time-consuming task of choosing the pictures I wanted to get prints of and gathered some other basic supplies. (I wish I had given in and purchased a paper cutter much, much sooner than I actually did.) Soon a significant portion of my relatively limited floor space looked like this:
Some of you may have even been following the posts which I was throwing up here cataloging parts of the process (along with a couple of other projects I was working on simultaneously – my brain apparently goes big or goes home [I still keep having to spot clean sticky patches on my kitchen floor which are testament to my failed experiment with aerosol adhesive.]).
That’s a bonus panel. It was the first one I did and I eventually decided it was too fussy in the same space with the other peacock panel and redid it completely. This one is currently beautifying my bathroom, which has developed its own colorful avian decorative theme (The color is accidental and results from the shower curtain I bought as a temporary placeholder, though the birds are purposeful.).
The most difficult part of all this was conquering the feeling that I was cluttering up Aderyn’s beautiful prose. I wanted to give the words more space to soar, but I also wanted to include as many of the pictures as I possibly could. I spent the entire project trying to blend and balance these opposing elements within the area I had.
Eventually, I ended up with a finished product. (Though this morning when I began flipping through these pictures my first thought was, ‘Damn, I should have put that quote on the picture of the cemetery, not the stained glass.’ so I doubt my ability to actually produce a finished, finished product.) But, in any case, I was satisfied at the time and I knew that I had already passed the point at which I could reasonably expect it to arrive in time for actual Christmas so I sent it off.
This meant that I bought two large rolls of bubble wrap, rubbed my hands gleefully over the Styrofoam packing peanuts which had arrived completely unnecessarily with a set of plastic kitchen canisters I had ordered, and magically located in a supply closet at work the absolutely perfectly-sized box to fit all of this into (some lucky girl here got some fabulous boots I’m thinking). Then I crossed my fingers. All of them - both ways - twice. Because I was absolutely certain the result would arrive on the other side of the Atlantic smashed to pieces. But this morning I received a lovely email letting me know that the package had arrived, the contents had been shown off, and there was no mention of shards of glass at all! The gods of packing and shipping were truly smiling upon this project.
Once upon a time
quarryquest did a meta post on the birds she was hearing in the background of the graveyard scene. That post can be found here: http://quarryquest.livejournal.com/714074.html At this point we aren’t entirely sure if those were realtime birds or if they were inserted later, but that is neither here nor there because her post has since inspired some rather wonderful results.Aderyn, whose work is stark, beautiful, and educational, was inspired to write a story about John and Sherlock entitled Birdsong. Do go read it if you haven’t already. http://archiveofourown.org/works/529690?view_adult=true
Hopping back to quarryquest, who not only gives us shots of the actual filming locations to match up with the scenes, but also some just flat-out incredible photographs which make me green with envy and inspire me to ‘suit up’ and set out with my own camera in the spirit of friendly collaboration and competition.
As I have been setting up house and surrounding myself with all the lovely things I have accumulated and photographs I have taken in my travels, all of this began swirling around in my head and glommed onto quarryquest’s mention of having acquired some additional wall space in her most recent move which she is still working to fill. I have lost wall space in my own move and am having to be frightfully clever about everything, so possibly part of this was jealousy. :-)
So I sent off an email to Aderyn and asked her permission to use her story to add to a gift I was thinking of sending to quarryquest for the holidays. My initial thought was that I was going to do ‘some sort of collage’ type thing with the story, quarryquest’s original post, and her pictures.
Well, the story was a bit longer than I had remembered. :-) Most of Aderyn’s recent works are quite short so I think I can be forgiven this point. I decided that if I was going to include the entire narrative it had to be readable within the piece of artwork, otherwise what was the point? And it is so beautiful, and so very itself, how could I not include the entire thing?
After some initial work on the computer I set off to find out what my options were frame-wise; at first firmly insisting on looking at smaller sizes which would be easily shipped. Except…the weight of the knowledge of the number of pages involved eventually forced me to admit I had to think bigger. I giddily forced down the panicky thoughts of, ‘Well, she said she had available wall space, but how much of it will she actually want to devote to this mad project which wasn’t even her idea?’ and hummed loudly to myself.
So I had my text and my canvas. I then tackled the not unpleasant but ridiculously time-consuming task of choosing the pictures I wanted to get prints of and gathered some other basic supplies. (I wish I had given in and purchased a paper cutter much, much sooner than I actually did.) Soon a significant portion of my relatively limited floor space looked like this:
Some of you may have even been following the posts which I was throwing up here cataloging parts of the process (along with a couple of other projects I was working on simultaneously – my brain apparently goes big or goes home [I still keep having to spot clean sticky patches on my kitchen floor which are testament to my failed experiment with aerosol adhesive.]).
That’s a bonus panel. It was the first one I did and I eventually decided it was too fussy in the same space with the other peacock panel and redid it completely. This one is currently beautifying my bathroom, which has developed its own colorful avian decorative theme (The color is accidental and results from the shower curtain I bought as a temporary placeholder, though the birds are purposeful.).
The most difficult part of all this was conquering the feeling that I was cluttering up Aderyn’s beautiful prose. I wanted to give the words more space to soar, but I also wanted to include as many of the pictures as I possibly could. I spent the entire project trying to blend and balance these opposing elements within the area I had.
Eventually, I ended up with a finished product. (Though this morning when I began flipping through these pictures my first thought was, ‘Damn, I should have put that quote on the picture of the cemetery, not the stained glass.’ so I doubt my ability to actually produce a finished, finished product.) But, in any case, I was satisfied at the time and I knew that I had already passed the point at which I could reasonably expect it to arrive in time for actual Christmas so I sent it off.
This meant that I bought two large rolls of bubble wrap, rubbed my hands gleefully over the Styrofoam packing peanuts which had arrived completely unnecessarily with a set of plastic kitchen canisters I had ordered, and magically located in a supply closet at work the absolutely perfectly-sized box to fit all of this into (some lucky girl here got some fabulous boots I’m thinking). Then I crossed my fingers. All of them - both ways - twice. Because I was absolutely certain the result would arrive on the other side of the Atlantic smashed to pieces. But this morning I received a lovely email letting me know that the package had arrived, the contents had been shown off, and there was no mention of shards of glass at all! The gods of packing and shipping were truly smiling upon this project.
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