It's an overspun handspun yarn done up on my lovely new Mother Marion kick spindle. (Pictures of that later.) I think I'll dye this to see what fun effects I can do with the yarn. From there, who knows?
Some new wooden figures that I made for the St. Vincent de Paul Spring Fling this past Saturday. Will this be the sign of more posts to come? Only time can tell.
I have been working on a lot of new things lately, mainly stuffed animals and handspun yarn. None of my attempts at the yarn have been worthy of photography, and my stuffed animals have run off to Cranky Yellow for the Crammed Organisms show. (You have to watch those things like a hawk, or they'll disappear on you.) I'd like to get back into the swing of things, but the upcoming move seems to have taken all my brainpower for now.
...but it's not bad for a tired sick girl. I got more done, but there's nothing to show for it yet.
I have a bunch of new stuff that I made these past few days that I can't wait to get into my shop. There are the little girls above (with more to come, I hope) as well as the cards below. I'll add all this to my shop this evening. What time, you ask? Well, I get off work at 7 p.m., then I have to run a couple of errands, so sometime after that. Ah, the glamourous life of an artist...
See what I mean about rainbow order? Any ideas how I can arrange all my brown hairs into rainbow order? Tricky, tricky.
Things are turning out all right for me. The school decided to review my application after all. Unfortunately, there is some tragic news about a fellow Cranky Yellow artist that has thrown me really out of sorts. Please keep her family in your thoughts. I can't imagine how difficult this is for them.
I decided to take my mind off of things by crocheting eight octopus heads, but I wasn't in the mood to make legs.
Every time I'm not in the middle of some crazy obsessive-compulsive time-intensive project, I wish I was. Every time I am, I can't wait to finish. I'm nuts, it's true, but what are you gonna do?
This is going to be a stuffie for a stuffie show assuming I get into one. Right now I have two applications out in the ether, and I'm anxiously awaiting their return. I'm also now anxiously awaiting news from grad school. Yeah, my fingers are getting cramped from all that crossing.
You'll just have to take my word for it that it's a marionette. Admittedly, it doesn't really move much, but you can see the shadow of the wooden part on the wall. I did it for a series of hero dolls at the Contemporary Art Museum here in St. Louis for the show, May These Changes Make Us Light.
I was supposed to make a doll of a local hero, so I chose Kramer's Marionettes, whom I lived next door to until I was three. I couldn't distinguish between Bob Kramer and Doug Feltch, so I called both of them Bobbydud. This is the mythical beast based on my three-year-old confusion.
