squirrel momma

Archibald the Odiferous Emperor of Olfactory Assault

 

Mr. Stinky, for short. 

 

Number 6 Is Still Missing

It was hard to get them to stop running around like maniacs and hold still...

 

But I finally managed to snap a group photo with them posed around their box...

 

StIll can't find that invisible one, though.

 
 

Fear Their Mighty Ninja Powers

My ninja bunny army defends the Squirrel Stronghold with:

No. 1: Nunchaku

No. 2: Katana (sword)

No. 3: Shuriken (throwing star)

No. 4: Bo (staff)

No. 5: Carrot of Awesome Ninjaness

and last, but not least,

No. 6: Invisibility

These guys were created for the Plush Team challenge "Call of Duty: Plush Warfare". And yes, I will go over their little black suits with a lint brush before their official photo shoot!

 

Oh I'm a Lumberjack, and I'm Okay

Meet Joe.

 

Joe Pho Bwah.

I Fought the Fabric, and the Fabric Won

Well, actually I think I won, but after spending over an hour wrestling this funky tweed into a purse frame

 

I don't think I'll ever agree to a rematch. 

Some fabrics are just tougher than this little squirrel!

The Monsters Have Passed Their Test

As I mentioned yesterday, I sent a slew of monster purses out to the Plush Team booth at Maker Faire.  I felt that this type of craft fair, with 25,000 people, would be a good test of the whole monster purse concept.

To be honest, I live in a pretty conservative part of the universe, especially when it comes to arts and crafts.  And I was getting some rather odd looks when I tried to describe what I was currently working on.  "Well, they're purses, but they're made out of fake fur.  Blue leopard and hot pink and zebra striped fur. And they have evil little grins, with fangs!"  That's about the time people start edging away from me, and I start thinking, "Should I be making normal purses?" (When I should be asking myself, "Am I capable of making normal purses?")

But--phew!--the purses were apparently a hit at the show.  Half of them sold which, given the fact my stuff was in a booth with nearly 30 other artists, makes me feel pretty good! And my favorite customer? The woman who bought a large Cheshire cat clutch to carry to a wedding (and if by some miracle you read this, thankyouthankyouthankyou and PLEASE send me a picture!).

So, to get to the end of my ramble, I feel that I can still indulge my strange obsession with fanged purses. And I've combined it with the faux bois fabric I've been hoarding, if you can imagine that (actually, you don't have to go to all the bother of imagining it, as I should be finishing him in the next few days...).

 

Best of all, I now have enough stock that I can keep one for myself.  I don't have to verbally describe my work to freak people out--I can show them the real fang!
 

I'm Back!

And so is Mr. Nutters!

 

 

Travels with Hedgie

Hedgie is visiting his Gamma Hedgehog in Great Britain.

 

I thought he was going to visit Australia next, but those itty bitty seven pointed stars are giving me pause... 

 

So right now Monaco is looking a lot more appealing.

 

  

PT, at Last

One of the traditions with Etsy Plush Teamers is that members create a stuffed version of our logo, PT Stitchy, who was designed a couple of years ago by the extremely talented Nervous Onion.

 

I finally got around to finishing my plush PT this weekend.  Another team member, Zfla, suggested I put PT on top of a globe pincushion, a nice touch as we're a worldwide team.  And I'm not one to turn down a good idea, especially when somebody let's me use one of theirs!

Go Plush Team!

  

Hello?

Yup, you probably want a darn good reason why I've been incommunicado for the last several weeks.

Let's just say the whole contractor putting in new windows and doors did not go as smoothly as I would have wished, and although I now have a studio of my own--YAAAAAAY!!!--other parts of the house still look like this...

 

That chair with the roll of white paper is where I'm currently taking photos, such as this shot of ricrac trim.  That I didn't pin on first.  And then didn't realize the ends weren't even until I was almost finished hand sewing the trim on.  

 

Reminds me of the seminar my husband took years ago, where they taught them the "Seven P's of Success":  Proper Prior Planning Prevents Piss Poor Performance. Yup.

Anyhoo, I wasn't about to let those mismatched ends remain in plain sight, so I came up with a solution that made me quite happy (anything that even remotely works out right now makes me happy):

 

 

 Slap a heart on it and we're good to go! Works for me!