Showing posts with label Carly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Carly. Show all posts

Thursday, August 14

are you dead or are you sleepin'?

So it's been a while. I've been in a bit of a creative slump this summer. Not just this summer. More like the last two seasons.
It's frustrating to look back at the past few months and really see nothing productive. I've been nannying, but all that entails is sitting around, waiting to taxi siblings to their various engagements. I've gotten reading done, but even that seems not much of an achievement. Now, summer is practically over. The expanse of time where I could have done so much while free from the constraints of studying is rocketing to a close. And I have done nothing but dry up and harden into a clump of...something uninspired.
One day, I received an unexpected package in the mail, and I felt something inside of me stir for the first time in ages. Somehow, she sensed what I needed without even knowing exactly what was going on. Best friends can be like that sometimes.

Thanks, Carly, for waking me up.




Okay, the stars are really a rip off of some shoes my mom decorated for me as a kid, but I loved those shoes. Now I can have them again.

Friday, February 15

Notte

My amazing roomie had a midnight craft session.




The final product:


Monday, February 11

Winding

My apologies.

I've been so busy with school. There's little time for crafts or fun writing these days.

Here's a little guy I made for Kate. I was inspired by this.


I also spent a little time taking photos of Carly's Phonograph. It's super-cool.



Okay. I SWEAR I will eventually have pictures of more owls, some partridges, and mittens on here soon. And maybe I'll even write something halfway decent.

Monday, January 7

A Visit

Two pairs of feet went for a walk.



They waited for a train.



They admired their reflection.



They considered jumping.



They chatted in a cafe.



They counted to thirty-seven.



They played with toys.



They wondered if fatbunny was on a diet.



They went to a rave.



They fed a goose.



They shopped for records.

And then they said goodbye.

Thursday, January 3

News

Hey peeps!
Sorry to disappoint my many loyal readers (Hi, mom!) but I probably won't be posting much for the next couple of days because this show's coming to town:


Cliche? Yes. Poorly constructed? Maybe.
But we really do have adventures. What other dynamic duo do you know that has been camping in December, committed traffic crimes in Canada, and has been known to spend excessive time on its roof?

More felt critters to come, plus photos of the Chicago adventure.