And another dear (and very smart) reader that does painted canvas asked me what "over one/over two" means. Let's see if I can screw this up enough that y'all will have to jump in to help... OK, Ms. Casey...the little cross stitches on the left are "over one". The cross stitches on the right are "over two". (I did these on canvas because a) I didn't have to get off of my big fat heiney to go fish out a piece of linen, and b) you work on painted canvas so I figured it would be familiar to you).
(At least that's what I'm going with at this moment in time.)
I guess the easiest way to explain it is that "over one" means over one thread. And "over two" means over two threads.
If you're working on a 40ct. linen the "ground/field of design" can be pretty small, so doing the stitches over two makes for a little more visible stitching. (Even though I think people who work on 40ct. linen are amazing and should have some kind of gold hats on their heads or something.)
Sometimes charts will call for a portion of "over one" stitching, and I can tell you that I almost always leave it for last and always always bitch about it. (My experience is that you simply cannot have diet Coke on board while attempting over one stitching, and if you futz it up and have to frog it can be akin to a religious experience.)
(At least mine is, since I mutter a lot of gdmnit's and Jesus, Mary, and Joseph's while trying not to ruin the piece of linen that it took me a year and a half to find.) (Yes, I swear like the filthy sewer mouth I am. Don't tell anybody please.)
Now as for the whole "counting threads" or "counting holes" thing....well, my Stitchy Teacher never really made it an issue, so I never really got confused. I suppose that if I were charting things or actually paying attention to life rather than just letting it pass me by, I would know how to explain the difference, but the truth is...a chart is a chart is a chart. I think threads are threads and holes are holes and you should do whatever blows your skirt up.
That last statement makes me feel like the Pinky Tuscadero of the stitching world. You know the type...pink leather jacket, ciggie butt, big hair, and a propensity for breaking rules. I'm the one standing in the ladies' room talking about doing all of the stuff that we're not supposed to do...all the while making the authorities cringe in fear that the other girls will think I'm cool and will thrown down their cardigans and penny loafers in protest.
(I can hear it now...the next meeting of All That Is Truly Official In Stitchydom will call me before the Tribunal Of All Things Truly Official and ask me to account for my ridiculous attempt to explain something. And then they will point out everything that is wrong with what I just said and then they'll take away my secret decoder ring.) Damn.
So I hope that helps you in some small way and that you will give cross stitch a try. Kinda like "give peas a chance", which cracks me up every single time I see it. (It takes so very little to amuse me.)
We're off to the weekend! Woo Hoo!