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Earlier, I went through my post for the last, uh, two or three weeks, which is not much, but included train tickets for Monday, a bill I'd forgotten about, a letter for a neighbour, a threatening note from TV Licensing and a cold weather payment (woot!). Then Dad came over and took me out for a pint.
At home, I have been messing about with little jumprings bought off ebay. Actually I decided to do some, knowing I have some rings in my craft supplies, then could not find said rings and wound up buying more instead of doing a big tidy and search. And I had pliers and stuff as well.
A few rows into this, I discovered it is a whole lot easier if you have some of it at least partially fixed, and found a makeshift pincushion to hook them onto. This took several hours over three days, most of them in front of iplayer.
This was finished inside one day. I am thinking of giving it to a woman at choir - her birthday is on Monday and I was invited to join the group going out for dinner, but I am going away, but I thought I might give her something, but she is a grown-up and can afford decent jewellery, but it is the thought, right? Um.
At Key I have been doing pyrography, as I think I mentioned.
This is the first proper thing I burned. I did the lizard first, then I looked at it for a while, trying to decide if it needed more; actually didn't do the rest until another day, when I spent a while working out the design - I should have made a stencil to get it more even and not wind up with half a space left, but it's fine.
This is a little box, I have felted inside; I think Davy said I could have it, but not sure. Design copied from "Designs from the Book of Kells". One of the boys suggested painting it but there wasn't paint and I was sorta poking at it and it's fine as is, I think.
This I am proud of. It is actually quite big - flattish, but width-wise like a mixing bowl, maybe? The mouse face is a bump in the bowl, it was the inspiration and then I just went from there. I did the burning this morning - sketched it out on Monday - and put sealer on it later, so the wood is a bit darker. People said nice things about it, which was good, if somewhat discomfiting. One woman was talking on about it and I was standing there going... yeah, I thanked you twice already, I don't know what the hell else to say. And at the end of the day one of the management people came in to say someone had been into the other branch looking to buy something along those lines, and she was all impressed and also quite disappointed that it wasn't finished. And she and Davy checked that I was OK with it being sold, and I actually really am, because I'm super proud of it, but knowing that someone would actually pay money for it - and stuff goes for a reasonable price in there - that would be even better.
Also I have been taking pictures. Not many, and generally not when people are around, but still. There was something about shame-reducing exercises in a self-help book I read recently, and I think photos could work for that, maybe. Maybe. I should not be embarrassed about taking photos even if it is of random things; people seem to think I am artistic, I can totally pretend.
Also I have strimmed my hair again.
At home, I have been messing about with little jumprings bought off ebay. Actually I decided to do some, knowing I have some rings in my craft supplies, then could not find said rings and wound up buying more instead of doing a big tidy and search. And I had pliers and stuff as well.
A few rows into this, I discovered it is a whole lot easier if you have some of it at least partially fixed, and found a makeshift pincushion to hook them onto. This took several hours over three days, most of them in front of iplayer.
This was finished inside one day. I am thinking of giving it to a woman at choir - her birthday is on Monday and I was invited to join the group going out for dinner, but I am going away, but I thought I might give her something, but she is a grown-up and can afford decent jewellery, but it is the thought, right? Um.
At Key I have been doing pyrography, as I think I mentioned.
This is the first proper thing I burned. I did the lizard first, then I looked at it for a while, trying to decide if it needed more; actually didn't do the rest until another day, when I spent a while working out the design - I should have made a stencil to get it more even and not wind up with half a space left, but it's fine.
This is a little box, I have felted inside; I think Davy said I could have it, but not sure. Design copied from "Designs from the Book of Kells". One of the boys suggested painting it but there wasn't paint and I was sorta poking at it and it's fine as is, I think.
This I am proud of. It is actually quite big - flattish, but width-wise like a mixing bowl, maybe? The mouse face is a bump in the bowl, it was the inspiration and then I just went from there. I did the burning this morning - sketched it out on Monday - and put sealer on it later, so the wood is a bit darker. People said nice things about it, which was good, if somewhat discomfiting. One woman was talking on about it and I was standing there going... yeah, I thanked you twice already, I don't know what the hell else to say. And at the end of the day one of the management people came in to say someone had been into the other branch looking to buy something along those lines, and she was all impressed and also quite disappointed that it wasn't finished. And she and Davy checked that I was OK with it being sold, and I actually really am, because I'm super proud of it, but knowing that someone would actually pay money for it - and stuff goes for a reasonable price in there - that would be even better.
Also I have been taking pictures. Not many, and generally not when people are around, but still. There was something about shame-reducing exercises in a self-help book I read recently, and I think photos could work for that, maybe. Maybe. I should not be embarrassed about taking photos even if it is of random things; people seem to think I am artistic, I can totally pretend.
Also I have strimmed my hair again.