Saturday, 14 May 2011

10 days in pictures


Tuesday 3rd May


Headfirst into the Derwent.

Wednesday 5th May: cricket in the park

My local supermarket



my local hijab boutique

a tadpole!

Thursday 5th May: first Flag Iris of the year

Friday 6th May: Bobbie making friends

Old lady enjoying an ice-cream in the city centre


pint of Stella at The Crompton

fast asleep, unused to ale in the sunshine

Boris on the roof
Boris on the ground

Sunday 8th May: a very relaxed man

3 balls aloft!

California poppy

bluebells

Young Stig, a stray who won't go away




Monday 9th May: a change in the weather




Wednesday 11th May: the jogging Sikh

who is a very nice smiling man

my friend Richard, an artist who cleans at Lidl



Thursday 12th May: Flags now blooming

some of the 30 Dahlia and various other potential flowers

Tomato seedlings!

street photo taken from the hip with camera facing backwards



  Friday 13th May: before




and after








Monday, 2 May 2011

The Work Table in May

Much as i am fascinated by anatomy and the physiologistics of how things are made, i have qualms about blogging the Bovis Bears during their transition from tailor-chalked parts to fully formed bears. I know this is silly. It seems indecently intrusive, somehow, like maternity scans on Facebook or Princesses with cellulite in bikinis via a long lens.
  But i am a crafter now and when i was starting to make bears last November, i was infuriated by the mystique i often came up against when i needed to know exactly how to fix a nose, for example. Today's post isn't a How To, just a twitch of the wizard's curtain.


These are the turned-down paws i have designed, more like bear paws, less like hockey-sticks. I made these by making a cut at the wrist ( oooh i'm flinching!) and re-attaching this top part of the paw at a right angle to the arm centre-seam, then sewing the paw pad to it in the usual way.



They prefer it!


In the foreground of this picture there is an out of focus un-filled bear with a loose head and his leg lying beside him. I was getting on very well with him until i realized i'd run out of 25mm joints. He's going to be lovely, eventually. There is a pile of pinned and partially tacked bear potential - 2 more, and in the centre a remarkable creation in red velvet awaiting claws and a smile. The elephant in the room desperately needs it's pattern modifying and the little knitted cat is on the face-list.
  My own old bear, Pinky, with the surgical scars personally oversees all work at the sewing table, offering invaluable advice and coaching.



Here is Seamus' Polar Bear again,all clawed and clipped. His friend is a little black bear, the first i have made using amazing black plush faux fur.


He strokes like the silkiest cat, perhaps black bear cubs feel a bit like this too.