Fox Clocks (or Glitter Felt... Again!)

I wanted to share with you a clock I made about a year ago...

I was inspired by some excellent deep blue glitter felt (Moi?? Attracted to glittery felt?? Perish the thought!) at the craft store one day and thought it was a perfect setting for an adorable fox.

I didn't catch any shots of myself drilling the center hole into the wood base, but here's what it looked like after a few pieces of felt and some strategic cuts.



I started with fabric glue, but quickly found a hot glue gun to be the path to felt-gluing salvation.



Sir Foxington the VII proved to be a challenge, but I think he came out as close to my vision as 20 cent felt and a pair of nail scissors can get.

What a handsome devil!



The finished product.



I never did decide if I want to paint the hands... White? Perhaps a bright red? Maybe orange with white tips like Sir Foxington's tail?

I've been toying with selling my extra creations on Etsy just for fun, but I'm hoping I can find the strength to let them go to new homes.

Stay tuned to see a cheerful fabric necklace I finished yesterday, and a ghoulish plague doctor clock from last year.

And In The End (... Or Is It?)

I finished my recent foray into the embroidery world a few weeks ago, and thought I'd share the pictures with you.



I tried my hand at some free-style embroidery, inspired by the excellent book, Doodle Stitching.







And, quelle suprise! A robot somehow found his way into my coaster set. And on glitter felt, nonetheless. Hmmm... I'm sensing a pattern here.

Crafts (or I Love That Goat!)

I have a confession. I'm crazy. But it's okay because Josh is too.
How does our insanity manifest itself?

Goat love.

In a field near our house, there is a goat. This goat has no idea, but he has become our little mascot. Our own little folk hero, even.

He's adorable. He likes to stand on top of an old rusty truck in his field. He spends most of his time eating grass with the grey donkey. He has a brown head. We've named him Bartamus and have ascribed many outlandishly untrue (Or are they??) character traits to him including, but not limited to, Bartamus being a secret breakdancer who goes out and busts his moves on the weekends at many fine Houston nightclubs.

He's the source of many ridiculous, hilarious converstaions between me and my husband.

So, as a tribute to him, I sewed some coasters!
(Hey, you accept the creative spark wherever you can get it, right? Plus, I'm trying to get better at embroidery.)

I didn't take very good pictures of the process because I didn't think about it until too late. Regardless, in this one, you can see mine and Josh's attempts at drawing goats on neon Post-its. Very technical stuff. (Mine is on the left, Josh's is on the right.)




Goats are really hard to draw, by the way. Try it. It's nearly impossible to stop them from simultaneously looking like dogs, deer, and horses. I think we did okay, though...

A closer look at my novice embroidery.



So, yeah. That's Bartamus.* I hope he likes being immortalized in felt.

Oh, and I made a spaceship, too, because I like spaceships. And I had glittery felt.





* Well, that's felt Bartamus. I'll post a picture of the real one as soon as I get up enough nerve to stop the car near the field and get out. I'm kind of worried about invoking 'Deliverance'-style farmer wrath...