Here is the bag, made out of an old umbrella, that I worked so hard on. I sewed 'til my fingers bled! No, I'm exaggerating. It is hand-sewn, however - I get a little carried away with sewing machines - so it took quite awhile. Then it tore, so I had to repair it. That also took quite awhile.
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| A larger version of this can be seen here. |
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| Stuffed to capacity with newspaper. |
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On a white sheet, you can see how grey the bag is. This is because the lining is black, and it shows
through the white a little. You might also be able to make out some faint, vertical, yellowish marks.
They don't wash out - I think they're age marks, or something. The umbrella was at least 20 years old. |
I tend to think of it as my cursed bag of holding. It fits an extraordinary number of things, but once within the bag they're difficult to find. During repairs, I added a couple zip pockets, so now it's slightly less cursed.
Meanwhile, last year I took some photos in the backyard, and I've now got around to uploading the one I like best. The critters are cardboard things, packing from some sort of device, or something. I shaped them a little and drew on eyes. I like the sort of hot, over-bright feel of this picture.
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| A larger version can be seen here. |
