Sweet jeebus…October was my last post?

Bad BAD naughty blogger.  Although I can’t really call myself that now can I?

Anyway, I’ve realised that even if no-one reads my inane babblings, it’s still a good way for me to keep track of my intentions (for intentions read “overflow of tenuously linked, sometimes unrealistic, idealistic or nihilistic might-do-one-day-if-Iever-get-myself-organised thoughts”…) so I’m going to try to get back into it.  I like writing, so I’ll carry on. 

I seem to have morphed into a ‘portfolio’ person, popping jewellery, music and now textile feathers in my cap…have developed an obsession with fleece and needle felting – thankfully no injuries yet, although one was sustained by my daughter who took her eye off her furiously active felting needle to watch Ronnie Mitchell slap Roxy Mitchell across the chops, and as a result the barbed (yes barbed) needle plunged THROUGH the tip of her finger.  Needless to say a lesson learned.

I’m felting people.  Small, fuzzy, somewhat Burtonesque, gothicky people.  Here are some.

silly haired wayward daughter

silly haired wayward daughter's slighty more staid mother

 

There are more, there’s a little peanut of a baby, some more facial expressions….these were the prototypes if you will.  Anyway, they’re logged now, and in my new spirit of blogging, that means I’ll have to do something with them.  Oh yes I will!

More jewellery news to come….

~ by Rachel on March 27, 2009.