Art 37

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.

A larger version of this can be seen here.

Stuffed to capacity with newspaper.

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.

A larger version can be seen here.

Art 27

Some time ago - about two weeks, maybe? - I was going to write a post bewailing the loss of a ball of yarn. But I decided first that I'd draw the ball of yarn in Paint. And I thought, hey, I might as well make it look good, put a bit of detail into it. So here it is, two weeks later, and I still haven't finished the bloody picture! Why can't I be satisfied with a few squiggles? Sigh.

Well, here's the story of how I lost my ball of yarn.

I don't usually knit, because I find it inexecrably- er, just a little bit tedious. However, it's quite good for long car rides (I'm a perpetual passenger). On the last few long car rides I've worked on a particular knitting project. I had a ball of yarn, a beautiful rich red. It wasn't twisted quite enough, so I was knitting it into a sort of one-stitch-wide rope. The plan was then to use that to make a handbag or something.

This is where the Paint picture of yarn is supposed to go. Here it is so far, anyway. The blob in the upper left corner is a colour that isn't on the Paint colour pallette thingy. The very thin line is a sort of guide, to remind me where I want the yarn to go. The thick grey lines are knitting needles. The red bits are the yarn!




Anyway. Sitting in the passenger seat, I tucked the ball of yarn between me and the car door. We stopped at a gas station for things*, and I stayed in the car knitting. The purchaser of the things then knocked on my window, wanting to store said things in the back seat. I opened the door, the ball of yarn rolled out, I didn't notice until we arrived at our destination... Poor lost ball of yarn.
* - tasty things


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In other news, my sister recently disposed of a few paint rags that refused to absorb any more paint. That is, she kindly gave them to me. I'll sew them together into (a handbag or) something.

In other other news, here are the sketches I did a couple weekends ago.



Steadfast tin soldier



Embryo in light bulb





Scooter



Still working on the cryptomnesia piece. It's becoming difficult to work on anything else.