whewww

Settling in and sorting out.  Going through the work I made this school year.

longtime long time

Sorry for the delay in posts.  I'm in the process of settling in to a new nest and re-evaluating my fabric etc. supply.  Haven't worked on any new pieces yet, except for mending pants if that counts.  I still haven't mastered patching. 
     My mind is on chocolate at the moment, so off I go to find a recipe and bake a cake. Will get back to posting soon.

crotchety crochet

A cheap tee from Ocean State Job Lot, the haven to all those looking for oddities in bulk, was cut and stitched into a suitable suit.  Not really, just an interesting tee shirt.  I cut a deep neck line and used the scrap to cut strips and crochet.  I also roused the sleeves to puff a bit, and took in the sides, using the scraps again. The crochet pattern for the neckline required a lot more tee shirt strips than I had originally thought.

laggin' on the baggin'

 This bag is from a few years ago.  It was a McCall's pattern, but I shrunk it so it was less bulky. Simple messenger, with inside and front pockets. Canvas for its durability, and wicked cool material to boot.

skitch bük (sketch book)

Some pages I've scanned in from my most recent sketch book.  It is my mind; my thoughts, hopes, worries, flash backs and fast forwards.  My grocery lists, homework reminders, drawings, songs, sadnesses and quirks.  I got the book from the free bin at the library, pasted a picture I fancied on the cover, and painted off-white acrylic to the inner pages.  It's a book of poems, Renascence and Other Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay.

  

O God, I cried, give me new birth,
And put me back upon the earth!
Upset each cloud’s gigantic gourd
And let the heavy rain, down-poured
In one big torrent, set me free,	145
Washing my grave away from me!

The world stands out on either side
No wider than the heart is wide;
Above the world is stretched the sky,—	205
No higher than the soul is high.
The heart can push the sea and land
Farther away on either hand;
The soul can split the sky in two,
And let the face of God shine through.	210
But East and West will pinch the heart
That can not keep them pushed apart;
And he whose soul is flat—the sky
Will cave in on him by and by. Close up of cover.

A stressed day...

gross sketches

Don't worry, I read it all before painting over it and filling it with my frivolous worries.

mae and i

Dolls I made for my best friend for christmas. Hand sewn bodies, hair individually stitched. Features embroidered, and specific to the creature.

self

us

mae

jumper hemingway

Ernie

This is a dress I attempted to make. It came out much shorter than I had planned, and also is a non-stretch cotton, so not a super flexible ensemble.  Oh well, that's the way it goes.  I ended up hemming it into a shirt, which worked out pretty well.  This is just the dress though.

"Cowardice, as distinguished from panic, is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend the functioning of the imagination. "


-Ernest Hemingway

back attack

front         

older projects

These are a few pieces I had made a while ago.  A floral skirt, cotton. proud of my pleats and zipper action.

Post the First

Three days into summer now. To be official.  I've started this blog as a record keeper of my projects and schemes.  This tableau is just the jumpstart.  On the first day of summer in this city I had kittens in mind, and made a little catnip bird for them.  The smallest of stitches even felt progressive.  Even though I sew in my school work, it stills feels invigorating to have made something without being told.