I like the creatures I make to have an attitude, an expression and body language that imply a history – a point of view, a world of their own.
Mr. Socks for instance is a mischievous cat. A wanderer, a vagabond and sometimes a bit of a rascal. He goes where he likes and does what he likes. He has a good nature but is not entirely reliable. There is one thing about him that you can count on though, for his whole cat life every autumn he heads North where he works on the Socks family Christmas tree farm in Woebegone Pines. The whole Socks family lives in a big black house at the end of a crooked road where they cultivate very special varieties of forlorn firs and pines.
I’m headed back home to Brooklyn tomorrow. Exile has been interesting. This forced change of pace and place. And it has had its benefits. I’ve spent more time outside than I would have, slept in good cold air and have been slightly over fed. And I have been reasonably productive.
The lamb (made from this sewing pattern) is part of a group of creatures for Fortuny.
And there is a little houndstooth fellow too.
My head is already in next week. I’m finalizing plans for 2 more workshops in 2018 (more on that soon). And I’ll have a surprise for you, a new free project. Last year it was the woebegone trees with mr. socks above, the year before very nice mice and this years project fits into that tiny world as well…