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Saturday, December 3, 2011

Fence Weaving: Concluding Remarks

The adventure in fence weaving is officially complete.  The weather forced me to get serious and finish it up.  As with most things, the last little bit felt like it took forever, but I forged on thanks to some encouragement from a neighbor, who while driving down the alley gave me a double thumbs up! 


The final result yesterday...

It snowed today.


Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Fence Weaving

Fence weaving - the act of weaving fabric strips into chain link fence.  Related to the concept of "yarn bombing" however it is less in yo face and more elementary school tangram-ish.

I like to have a plan.  This semester I took a class where there were no plans.  I rolled with it as best I could, and while I wouldn't necessarily like to repeat the experience, it has turned out pretty swell.  Prompted to dream up whatever we wanted, I chose log cabin blocks.  We were supposed to explore our idea using two non-loom techniques and weaving (okay, so maybe there was a little bit of a plan).  I did some knitting and some weaving, and somehow managed to avoid crocheting (I want to like crocheting, but I just hate it).

After the trip to Houston, I needed to present a proposal as to what I was going to make for my final project.  Running on limited sleep, patience, and time, I was lost.  I was in the backyard with the dogs, watching them like a helicopter mom because the fence is wimpy, the bunnies are so slow the dogs can catch them, and the squirrels are everywhere.  To top it off, on the other side of the fence is a playground, so between rodents and children, there are too many distractions for the dogs.  BINGO.  Weave the fence.  Create a visual barrier so the dogs won't kill any other living creature.

My proposal was less than convincing.  I hadn't even really convinced myself.  After a few weeks avoiding the project for fear that it would be a complete disaster, I finally gathered my materials and got down to it.  WOW.  I want more chain link fence.

The beginning.  Word to the wise, fence weaving is better suited to the warmer months.
One block done...

It glows!

More blocks done...must keep going.

Also yawned on Maybe's face and it was scary.


Thursday, October 6, 2011

Puppy Pal

I am the proud dog mom to two long dogs.  They are really odd mixes that may include elements of the following breeds: basset hound, lab, dachshund, pit bull, viszla, etc.  While they do not generally participate in crafting, they provide endless inspiration.  Even Picasso would agree, apparently he had a dachshund...see below:

http://www.everything-about-dachshunds.com/how-to-draw-a-dachshund.html

A few years ago I used this drawing in everything.  And maybe someone else did too, because on West Coast Crafty, Susan has a project that translates this little line puppy into a stuffed creature.

I am going to a two year old's birthday party on Friday.  I do not have kids.  99.9% of my experience with children is with kids with autism.  While they might not be great at playing with their peers, they seemed to excel at transforming found objects into the coolest thing EVER.  For example, screw an entire hallway full of toys, bring on the white out tape.  But, white out tape seems like kind of a lame birthday present, and I don't have any, so I decided to make a puppy.

I drew the shape on some fabric that used to be curtains in one of my dad's pre-marriage-to-my-mom apartments.  The ears are just sewn into the head seam, so that was super easy.  I even remembered to pin them up so I didn't sew them in the dog's jaw seam.  Maybe and Also (my doggies) like to rock the neck scarf, so this little fellow got one too.  Polka dots always look good on long dogs.  One negative, I forgot about seam allowances, so he is kind of small.  But I checked with a real mom, and she confirmed that he is not a choking hazard.


Also immediately recognized this dog as a friend.  Being the spoiled gal that she is, Also used to have a puppy pal (small microwavable warm pillow thing).  Her facial expression reads as "why isn't this puppy warm?"