Finished at Last

I think she is done.  Sigh of relief over this one.  After abandoning (and disliking her) time after time, I'm fine with her now.  Yesterday, I made a black cat out of a scrap of felted wool to accompany her, but realized quickly that a black cat was too Halloweenish for her summery dress.  While still not completely satisfied with the apron, I was too impatient to give it a third go.  Knowing what I'd do different next time is enough for now.  

So many "what I'd do next time" thoughts about both doll and clothing. One big one-- don't take a heat gun to dry a re-painted face--it will melt the fur used for hair.  

When the cat idea didn't work, I made her a little book for her pocket.  Maybe I will eventually make her a cat, but a marmalade tabby would suit her better, if I ever get around to it.

Since my original concept changed so many times, and she changed from a kind of winter/snow queen to more of a homebody, she has no name, but she loves poetry and herb gardens and butterflies.

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I'm loving Ian Fleming's letters!  For someone who had little interest in James Bond, I'm finding myself captivated by the author.  I may have to read one of the Bond novels. :)

August

Wow--another month has gone by without a post.  Mostly because I've done little in the studio, but also, perhaps because of mid-summer malaise.                

My best friend was up from New Orleans for ten days in late July and the first few days of August.  Friends since junior high (back when they had junior high), whenever we get together, we pick up almost as if we'd seen each other the day before.  

When she was available, we spent 4-6 hours at a time in the studio, playing with fabric and talking about everything.  Ahem, or outside with a glass of wine, discussing books, current events, and youthful memories.  It was, as always, wonderful!

We figured out a simple way to make a bag for her mother's walker, and she made this one from upholstery fabric on sale at Hancock's; the dowel just shows how it would drape over the front of a walker.  She wanted two large pockets--one faces her, the other sports the heart she added.  I should have taken pictures of it while it was laid out flat, but didn't think to at the time.  Velcro on the undersides keep it attached.

The side facing out is actually the side she wants to face her mother, so that the heart she applied would be a little secret.

We also played with creating lacy fabric from Solvy and my stash of threads and embroidery floss leftovers, which I keep in a little jar; made some pretty cords from yarn; and she made a pincushion for a friend.     

Bryce Eleanor plays with clay.

 

Amelia and Chris have take a little away weekend

and after Bryce Eleanor had breakfast this morning,

she said,

"Let's go upstairs,"

 in this little whispery voice.

Like it is a secret....

 Here she is working on a dragon.

Now, she is entertaining herself for a little while

and the dragon is sitting in the sun.

I started this lady in December

and have worked on her several times,

each time giving up because I didn't like her face.

Finally, last month, I repainted her for the LaSt TiMe.

Stuck a butterfly in her hair...

and I almost like her now after disliking her for months,

I  even started working on some clothing for her ungainly body.

Now, I'm off to check on the kid.

:)