Thursday, 23 May 2013

Hippo thoughts

I've been working on Happypotamus - and I might as well say straight away I don't think he's worth the effort. I've put several motifs in the wrong place - including the last motif before stuffing. Of course he was stuffed before I noticed:


So I unstuffed his head, as you can see. Then I took the stuffing out of his body too because it was all uneven and was stretching some of the motifs. It's a good idea not to carry on when you want to heave it through the window!

But at least it sparked an idea for workshops. Maybe people would like to make their own motif animal? So now I need paper patterns for stuffed toys. And wouldn't you know it - the nicest ones are currently unavailable.

On Tuesday in the shop, Caroline showed me a Prima 'Makes' magazine so I could make one of the squares for a bedspread. They all begin with a rose. The effect of the rose is particularly nice, but you end up with 6 ends to darn in.


This is one of my efforts at working it without breaking off the cotton. Looks OK, until you see the other side:


So tonight it'll be another attempt, but this time using wool. Cotton is so unforgiving, it just won't bend and stretch and make the work look good when it's not.

Caroline's already made up her version of some of the bunnies out of the magazine: how cute are they!


And this is the Iggle Piggle jumper I've talked about. It represents what I like so much about Christine's: first of all the kindness in agreeing to make it, then the fact that all of us in the team had a part in doing it. 


And one final photo:


Yes, it's a baby doll sitting in an onion crate. I bought this doll months ago with the idea of designing baby clothes. Needless to say, when it got here it wasn't baby size anywhere except the length.

So she sat on the shelf gathering dust until I thought of using her at the shop to entertain the kids while their mums shop. But she needs clothes and a bed. I gave her to Phil to find the basis for a bed and he went next door and sweet-talked them into giving him this crate. At least I think he talked to them.

He was in my good books for a very short time. When I went in yesterday, he told me that if I were a boxer, I wouldn't get any fights. How mean is that!



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