Boyfriend Paintings

February 19th, 2012

A while ago (like a year) I posted a photo of a painting that I finished:

Boyfriend in Green Sweater

Boyfriend in Green Sweater

Lately I’ve been working on a few more paintings, which started out being boyfriends with all different coloured hair – red, yellow, brown – and then ended up being these:

Boyfriend with Blue Sweater

Boyfriend with Blue Sweater

Boyfriend with Black Sweater

Boyfriend with Black Sweater

Boyfriend with Purple Sweater

Boyfriend with Purple Sweater

Ya, I’m not sure why they all ended up having black hair, but it more of an asthetic/balance design thing than that I have any sort of leaning towards boys with black hair.

And they’re a weird and melancholy looking group. They just didn’t want to smile for me. True Yermits, in painted form.

I have a bunch more on the go – which will all likely have black hair too once I’m done. They are all on 8 x 10 canvas, and I’m going to hang them as a grouping in my front hall.

CCDM: you should probably get a crown regardless, for being so damn awesome

February 17th, 2012

CRAFT CORNER DEATH MATCH:
Theme: you should probably get a crown regardless, for being so damn awesome.

This is the story of simple woman, a woman no greater than any of us, representative of most every woman I know, who can simultaneously calm and feed a screaming baby, program computers, bake cakes, knit, sit on committees, shovel the driveway and listen to the CBC while all the time fantasizing about a full night’s sleep.

She is super

She is super

DOES SHE DESERVE A CROWN? You Bet She Does!

A crown

A crown

And I’m letting her finish off the cake and down a bottle of red wine while she wears it, oh ya.

with wine and cake

Check out the craftcornerdeathmatch.com to see more (when they’re posted).

OH – and sometime this week I’ll be posting about a Yermit Giveaway Contest …. more on that then.

Coming tomorrow

February 16th, 2012

I’m still working on my Craft Corner Death Match entry – which I’ll post tomorrow (evening) (late, probably), but I will now show the crowns I’ve been working. I was playing with fabric stiffener this week, and am pleasantly surprised by the results.

Crowns

Crowns

The stiffener product itself is quite expensive, and while I was applying it I was thinking it wouldn’t work, or that white glue would work just as well. I made several crowns and tried a different method with each, applied the stiffener to different spots and in different amounts.

Once they dried though, I was quite impressed. The fabric was stiff, but totally maleable – you could sew on it or paint or fold it. It retains its shape, but you can move it around … it’s stiff but not like a board stiff. Very neat.

Gordo here is modelling the (still unfinished) crowns. He is not my CCDM entry though he does look quite smashing in a crown.

Crowns on Gordo

Crowns on Gordo

Tune in tomorrow – very late – for this week’s Death Match.
Theme: you should probably get a crown regardless, for being so damn awesome.

The Blue Sky

February 13th, 2012

You can enjoy the blue sky by yourself.

Blue Sky and church

Blue Sky and church

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky and birdhouse

Blue Sky and birdhouse

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Blue Sky

Stuffed guys

February 12th, 2012

The Yermits I sent to Stuffed Magazine to be photographed finally arrived back this week, so I’ve been putting them into the shop.

Blue Hatted Boy

Blue Hatted Boy

Tiger Comic Book Boy

Tiger Comic Book Boy

Donut Tribe

Donut Tribe

Morning sketching

February 9th, 2012
apple and cup

apple and cup

The walk home

February 6th, 2012

Another gorgeous day – really the warmest February I remember.

Walking home

Walking home

walking home

walking home

I have neglected to mention that the Craft Corner Death Match has a new domain and blog!!!

And I THINK the next theme is: “You should probably get a crown regardless”

Craft Corner Death Match: Repetion repetition repetition

February 3rd, 2012

Craft Corner Death Match: Repetition repetition repetition

So repetition, in my brain, just means pattern. I have this weird brain when it comes to pattern – I am, at the same time, addicted to it and I detest it.

I can’t have patterns in my house – fabric, wallpaper or anything, because I become obsessed with it. My eyes immediately seeks out the repeating pattern elements and then that’s ALL I can see – where the pattern starts and ends and how it loops.

If someone is wearing a patterned shirt it’s the same thing – the pattern becomes all I can focus on.

I blame my parents, as any good solid person should. My mother papered my wall with tiny pink, purple and blue flowers, and then on the ceiling were panels of tiles that had repeating patterns of DOTS. If I was ever forced to spend a lot of time in that room, when I was sick or whatever, those stupid flowers were all I saw, over and over in my head, repeating and repeating – I can still see them to this day. And those tiles – well – they had 1117 dots in a pattern that repeated 28 times on every tile*.

My favourite book growing out, was called, “the mysterious disappearance of leon (i mean noel)“. I must have signed that book out of the library 50 times. No one ever thought to get me my own copy, I guess. But wait — I just ordered one! HA!

Anyway, in the book, the main character is in love with this one pattern of fabric.

Pattern

Pattern

It’s all she wears, and she has her house (as i remember and I could be wrong but will know in a week or two) papered in it, and her couch covered in it. So that WHEN SHE SITS ON THE COUCH SHE DISAPPEARS!

Bigger view

Bigger view

More day

February 2nd, 2012

Not much sewing going on, although I am posting a new CRAFT CORNER DEATH MATCH entry tomorrow – theme: REPETITION REPETITION REPETITION
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Meanwhile, a few more photos of Rok Rok in his new home on the window sill at work … enjoying the sun.

Rok Rok on the window

Rok Rok on the window

Can you spot him? Here’s a close up:

Close up of Rok Rok

Close up of Rok Rok

Today, a whole class of children went by and they all stopped and peered in at Rok Rok and were pointing and smiling and looking mildly puzzled. I wanted to email Jasper, but he’s gone all floating away like, so I’m posting it here for the rest of the world. No pictures… I had no camera or cell with me. (and only a room full of workmates with cell phones)

sun

Loving the sun at my new work

And, just so you don’t think life is all about Rok Rok, here’s a Yermit I made a while ago – he’s a Yermalike for one of my work colleagues, and ended up being the prototype for a lot of the Yermits … his sweater and shirt and laptop and such. I stole him back and now he sits on my desk.

Yermalike

Yermalike

Close up of his laptop and Blackberrry

laptop bag, Blackberry, shirt bottom with fish

laptop bag, Blackberry, shirt bottom with fish

Oh, and one more picture- because I’m also obsessed with this construction site – or rather, demo site. It’s where the new library will go. For a while it was going to be built really soon, but the latest I heard the timeline for the project is now themed “In Our Lifetime” which cracks me up.

New library

New library

Ok – one more – icicles by the door as I was going into work yesterday. I had to stop and admire the sunlight on them. Sun is the theme lately …

sun and ice

sun and ice

Just a day

January 30th, 2012

When I am not sewing, here is my day:

In the morning while I ate breakfast, I did some sketching.

cake

cake

Today was a gorgeous day to be out walking in the morning, but I always enjoy the walk to work.

Gorgeous day - I love my walk to work

walking

Sometimes I’ll walk through this park. It has some lovely tall trees. Years ago, before I lived here, I was dating a guy who lived here. One summer he and I and a pack of his friends had a “tree climbing guild” and we would climb the trees in this park.

The park with trees

The park with trees

First the trees would be rated for difficulty – how far up the first branch was, texture of bark, handholds, that sort of thing. Then whoever wanted could take a run (literally – you had to run at them and jump and scramble) and then you’d be rated at your skill and daring. By the end of the summer we were covered in “guild scars” – scratches and bruises. (note: we were 19 or 20 at this time)

We probably climbed this tree:

Rated a 7.

Rated a 7.

And this one – it lost a huge branch last week actually.

rotting tree

rotting tree

So my day is spent doing computery stuff – I didn’t take any pictures of that part.

At lunch I went for a walk downtown.

An old mill by the river

An old mill by the river

Admired some graffiti,

larger than it looks

larger than it looks

layers

layers

happy graffiti

happy graffiti

I was wearing purple legs today. It was just a purple-legged day. Some days are like that.

purple legs

purple legs

While downtown, I purchased some new prismacolor pencils and some markers for sketching.

new pencil crayons

new pencil crayons on my desk, with Rok Rok

I gave a couple of the girls at work some Yermit boyfriends last year. Today one of them got a new hat, via some generous clients.

Yermit hat

Yermit hat

Sometime in the afternoon I decided that, as much as I love my Rok Rok, I no longer wanted him on my desk because he reminded me of Jasper, who gave him to me. (See Forgetting Jasper post to see why – yep there really was a Jasper.) So Rok Rok went to live on the window sill.

Rok Rok on window

Rok Rok on window - and it's starting to snow

I think he’s happy there.

Rok Rok looks out onto the street

Rok Rok looks out onto the street

After 11 hours it was finally time to go home. (no the days are not all that long) I said goodbye to Rok Rok from the outside.

Rok Rok on the inside

Rok Rok on the inside

By this time, however, the storm was in full force.

Winter storm

Winter storm

But, I’m a good Canadian and love my walks, even in the blowing snow and dark.

Blowing snow

Blowing snow

Scary trees

Scary trees

Blowing snow

Blowing snow