December 31, 2008
December 30, 2008
December 24, 2008
December 22, 2008
December 17, 2008
I'll let y'all know when I get her into a cozy little etsy shop. Scary stuff, that! It might be a little while, as I'm still in SC. There's also a baby doll and a 70's inspired gal on the way, so...keep your thinking caps out where you can get to them! (If you want, of course...)
Like when your Aeropostle sweater suffers a terrible disaster and one whole sleeve is ravelling off, rendering the thing completely unwearable. (Forgive the self-photography!)
Rip, seam, frog, knit, purl, knit.... (I love frogging. It just sounds so funny!)
And this is what you've got!
Easy-peasy sweater to sweater vest transformation complete. Sank you, sank you....
Since I haven't done much in the way of picking up stitches, the arm openings are a little tight. However, I think the result flatters me better anyway. Hehe! Is it a bad seamstress who tries to talk her clients into lettting her keep the clothes? ;) I'll be keeping an eye out now for thrift store sweaters in similar condition. Shucks, I should've done a tutorial! Well, we learn, right?
December 15, 2008
(Misfits. Mine are decidedly unscary. Which is less so: the hula dancing circus seal or the unicycling rooster?)
(Prompted self portrait. For a finger painting, I think it's pretty swell! Well...reasonably so. When did I get a beauty mark??)
December 14, 2008
December 5, 2008
Do your etsy favorites show your personality too?
December 3, 2008
December 2, 2008
November 30, 2008
November 26, 2008
This is the last Wednesday of Nanowrimo and I am glad. Maybe it's the (fading!) cold speaking. Maybe I really need an outline of some sort to make it sanely over the finish line. Maybe it's knowing that there is fresh cornbread dressing in the fridge downstairs - patient, crumbly, buttery, sage-y goodness.
(Okay, well not this side of him - but I love these goofy poses!! <3)
November 24, 2008
November 16, 2008
As most of the fabrics are are donated, we were afraid that the prints were going to be pretty cheesy. Among the herds of cattle (seriously - cattle print!) and 80's florals, I picked out a Beatrix Potter baby kit. (Laura got this super duper cute dalmatian/plaid kit. Read about it here. Oh, wait, she hasn't posted it yet! Well, read about it there soon, anyway. ;) )
I love Beatrix Potter, but I don't know that I'll ever use them in a quilt of my own, so this was a fun opportunity. The binding was some that we had in the closet. Also - a word about flannel backings. Awesome soft, but I'm very glad that this one needed to be washed because it shrunk like crazy! If you ever do a Project Linus comforter/quilt, wash and trim first. The top and the bottom are not necessarily the same size.
And that would seem to be the end of a lovely, color-soaked autumn. Rain and wind have bared most of the leaves, which now lie in a moat two feet deep along our street curb.
November 13, 2008
It must have been a bad night in the kitchen, was all that I could figure, and continued in preparing my little snack only a little more disturbed than before. Suddenly, as I was spooning a glowing amber gem of apricot jam out of its ribbed glass jar, a horrible little chill went up and down my spine. I froze on my stool with the spoon at half mast, holding my breath and listening.
Funny how these little spooks can come upon us in the dark of the night, when we are all alone with no one within distance to say "hello, did you hear that?" and then laugh together when it turns out to be the cat. Funny how they make our hearts pound and our lives go still for just a moment, while an unexplained cart goes rumbling down our road. Surely you have had such things happen to you? I guess that I was lucky that there *was* indeed someone there to laugh with, though I hd not known it a moment before.
As I sat there, poised and listening, I suddenly thought of my father back in Oak Grove and how very very much I could have liked to been there just at that moment. Then the hair on the back of my neck rose straight up and I'm sure my eyes were as big as saucers as I heard the back kitchen door squeaking open. In fact, I caught my own reflection in the copper bottomed pots above my head and the sight of myself looking so silly shook me out of it and into the role of watching a figure slip into the room behind me.
November 10, 2008
November 9, 2008
This is the awesome wallpaper that I downloaded from the Nanowrimo forums. (Since Laura has to cope with seeing it for a month, I let her pick. Wasn't that sweet of me? ;) ) I thought that all the little notes were cool and that I might try to follow them through the month, letting my villain appear on the day suggested (still not sure who he/she is...), reading a bit of poetry on Day 5... Well, yesterday and today happened of their own accord! It's 2AM, do you know where your character is? Yes, mine's in the kitchen giving a haircut because I'm still up and trying to catch up from a really fun family reunion. Wake up and treat myself to a breakfast of >cringe< doughnuts (yum!) and then go to write. What's that? Grab a treat?? Yes, little Calender!
November 5, 2008
"Once upon a time, there was a girl. Forgotten and weary of the wind that blew ticklish strands of pale amber hair onto her nose, she sat in the corner of the only place as forgotten as she was that she knew. Did that make any sense to you? It didn't to me either. Her name was probably Alice and she probably wished that an old Victorian mantle mirror would whisk her off to wild and wacky adventures involving flamingo cricket sticks and hedgehog balls. In fact, she would have been content with the Victorian mantlepiece alone, but as it was, our Alice was really much too old to fit into a mantle mirror, much too big to fall down a rabbit hole of any sort (rather, getting stuck before she even began, with elbows and knees caught on poplar roots and her skirt snagged on a earthling rose bush, by nature painted neither red nor white but orange."