woke up with a start last night and the irrepressible and immediate urge to 'make something'. grumbingly and grudgingly got out of bed. observed a) the full moon, b) that it was 3:15 am. grumbled and grudged some more. stumbled downstairs through the silent house (even the cats were sleeping) to make myself a cup of tea. went to the studio. turned on the lights. got the supplies ready. sat down. i have learned not to argue with the full moon.by 6:30 am when my son called me back to bed for his early morning serving of a 'little something or other' (if you saw toini in the early morning, you'd think of pooh too), it was ready. it's a postman-style tote sling (yes, i know you can see that...), made from a very soft thrifted felted light brown sweater and adorned with some lace i got off an old shirt of mine. it is rather low-slung which makes it perfect for cycling and for combining with a baby-sling. the strap is cut in a curve which makes for a comfy fitting. it's much cuter than in the photograph...
... and it's packed with whooping full moon energy!
(if you want it, just leave a comment/send me an e-mail, and if there are more takers, i'll devise some kind of eeny-meeny-miny-moe system)
3 comments:
Oh yeah! (bis)
(heerlijk, zo'n stil huis! hopelijk ben je vandaag niet helemaal brak!)
ok, so i was so sure nobody would want it, that i didn't see that you did. amazing, how self-fulfilling life can be if you see it through the thick filter of your own self-rejection. it's on its way, with my deeply felt apology. to you and to life.
Die self-rejection is nergens voor nodig! En een excuus ook niet :o).
Ben al lang blij dat ik de enige ben!!!! :oD (het heeft zo moeten zijn ;o)).
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