Grey kitten

Orange bear

Blueberry bear

Germs for Sale

You need to take a closer look at this receipt! I bought some giant microbes the other day... I think they may be some of my favourite softies ever and I wish I had invented them myself!

The Black Death

Spook seems to be rather attached to the Black death (plague) giant microbe Yersina pestis. I think the resemblance is striking!

Owl

Orange Hoppy with a Dress!

This is Orange Hoppy. She's a Christmas present for my friend Robyn who, when very young, decided that she was a little brown bunny with an orange dress called Orange Hoppy. We always wondered if the name implied that there might be a few other hoppies around the place... like maybe somewhere there could be a Blue Hoppy or a Pink Hoppy or something? Anyway, this probably isn't how Robyn imagined her but this is how she looked to me! Merry Christmas Robyn!

Naked Orange Hoppy (Not very orange yet!)

Finished!

Argh. My fingers are about to fall off but the doll is finally ready to fly over to Melbourne for the Fringe Festival! Yay! I hope she will be happy to be in "Totem"! She is supposed to be a spiritual self-portrait. As Tori says: "Maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen..." Hmm... That reminds me, you can probably tell I've reading Neil Gaiman's Sandman series again... Hello, Delirium!

She now has a head...

My doll has progressed even further... However, she is still a bit naked.

Doll Parts

I have had the flu for the last couple of weeks so not much got done. I did, however do some on my doll for the Totem exhibition. The two long things are the legs and the odd shaped thing is the start of a body. And there's the rest of my wool too. I am hoping to finish the body this week and maybe start on the arms. I am not sure how she'll all fit together in the end but I kind of like it how her body became more shaped as I worked. This wasn't really a conscious decision, but I think it helps to show that the doll is supposed to be female as now she has a definite waist and hips and looks like girls are meant to look: fertile. What does this mean for me in relation to a self portrait? Probably something to do with the creativity and conception of ideas that are later given birth too. It's a slow process with this doll. She takes time because I am using quite fine wool and a compact stitch with a small (3.50mm) hook. Ah well, she'll get there in the end.

Catty

I gave this to Bethan the other day when she came around for lunch. She seemed to like it!

Moira, Melissa and me.

Um... so, um yes. Well, I haven't actually been making many toys at the moment because I've been writing. So that's good. But I just wish there were more hours in the day. Today for instance: a bit of a dolls leg, a bit of a coin purse, an old romance resurfaces with Moira's red-headed lover (and now I have to sort out a lot of continuity stuff that I've been avoiding for ages!) and of course notes for the snow story. She has moved in now (yes four years after I started the damn story) and the happy family are about to eat their first meal together. Not sure what will happen but something will, I've just (as usual) got one line in my head which all else will have to evolve from: "She liked the ice-cream very much." Oh yes, and I've written the last page of the story now. I don't know if it will stay the same in later rewrites, but I think it gets across the loneliness of James and the hopelessness of his life now. So that's all good. One thing still bothers me though: the smell of chicken cooking in the second scene... Would Melissa cook chicken for James? Realistically, would she? Maybe she'd wait for James to come home and do the cooking? I am hoping that Greg or Sarah can look at the draft for me and help me with some of these details.

Purple Bear

Cats & Teddy