If you like that picture, just go to this wonderful website. It took me ages to find on the web an image of a real sketch by Rembrandt (usually you only find reproductions of sketches made by Rembrandt admirers after his work). Let alone the amazing quality of that picture! (hint: this makes a fabulous wallpaper to my widescreen laptop, it has perfect proportions for that. Just select "Fit to screen" rather than "Fill screen" if you are on a Mac, and just grab a tissue and start crying of you are on a PC, and good luck with the "Tile" or "Stretch" options)
Anyway, I realized I was simply an ex-addict falling back again for his forgotten sin. When I was a boy, I could spend days and weeks (especially in holiday, but not only) doing and re-doing the same ten puzzles again and again. Little by little, I lost the habit. And now that I have tried it again, I just can't help feeling the urge of diving back in my old obsession.
Lynx, I promise I won't propose you to take a cigarette again, at the end of a party, now I think I know what an ex-addict feels. Or maybe you are stronger with tobacco than me with puzzles?
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Hey, are there more puzzle-addicts out there?
In our home there is almost always one puzzle in preparation (NOT the same one!). The last one was what I got from Lynx as a babyshower gift. A cartoon with million tiny characters. A piece of cake.
The worst (maybe worse than the black-and-white Esher we did togeher ONCE UPON A TIME) was a flock (of herd?) of zebras. And, just for the greater pleasure, a couple of pieces were missing. Yamm.
So, Tarelle, welcome to the club! We can find a good online therapist together to cure our masochistic obsession.
Dear nana,
Thank you for your support, in these times when you are staggered by who you just see you are, you need to feel your friends close and to know something around you (them) don't change.
Well, you know, I realise I was already addict for a long time, I just didn't know that. I thought I was (used to be) only fond of it. I knew that when I began one, I couldn't possibly stop and was magnetically attracted to the table, back and back again. But I didn't know that I could go cold turkey ("être en manque"), like drug-addicts. Did you realize that for yourself a long time ago?
And tell me more about that puzzle with millions of tiny characters! :) (eg. post a picture)
Now who else would be in the club? Who has a good address for a therapist?
Oh, I will look up the pictures, sometimes I take thier pictures.
Sure I had a similar story, I used to redo the same puzzles when I was a child, at the end I put the pieces facing down to make them harder.
And for 15 happy years I was clean and I didn't think a whole lot about it.
But one fine, ususpecting evening Lynx(she again!)brought her Esher puzzle to my place and since than I am deeper down in the addiction than ever.
...I think I had a post about it a year ago or so (sorry no time to search for it).
pieces facing down sounds like hardcore. and I thought I was bringing you a difficult one! Do you remember when on the 1st of January "Korai öröm" concert (in Kultiplex) Cili proposed that we meet the next evening and start the Esher? And that she did not show up because she thought we would not take it seriously? But we convinced her to come and started the Esher...and then I had to go back to France...and then you finished without me...so I guess I am less addicted than you all are because there is a serious trauma attached to puzzles since that time :-)
Yes I remember she was startled that I even prepared food for the occasion. It was a pretty taugh Xmas and new year for all of us, if I remember well...
Doing the puzzle was so absorbing, it actually helped to survive. And drove us crazy time to time, looking for grey pieces on the grey carpet...not too different from the down-facing version I think. (and those were some 50- or 100-piece ones)
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