I’m not actually doing any sewing today, I just like alliteration. And I used to sew using purchased McCalls and Simplicity patterns, and I found this hilariously funny. I don’t know, blame it on lack of sleep. Or how strange these outfits are.
I’m not even kidding, we used to wear those bloomer type get ups in gym in high school.
Be thankful those went the way of the dinosaur, and have a fun weekend.
My inspiration for this was our six-hour road trip home on Boxing Day, when there was nothing much to look at except trees and snow. And the strangest cloud bank I’ve ever seen. It was straight across the sky, beginning and ending abruptly with nothing interesting to say for itself.
I could have taken a blurry picture through a dirty car window, but I like how much less realistic this is. Let’s call it impressionistic, because that sounds like an artsy word. I might have thrown it out but my daughter saw it half-finished and said she liked it.
The reality of how boring it was put me to sleep. I think I’ve captured that very well.
This piece (of whatever you’d like to call it) was inspired by the pattern on the drawing paper. I’m the kind of person who sees faces in the bathroom tiles and on the whorly things on ceilings and floors.
I am especially enamoured of her bizarre hair. When I am famous and there is a book written about my art, this will be referred to as my “insane coloured charcoal” period.
Well that was fun. I’m thinking I should now do something serious, but also at the same time wondering what the hell for.