What have I been up to? Making more monkeys, of course! I had a wonderful day off on Friday, which I spent taking long, lazy walks and staying away from the computer. It was a bit gray and overcast, but with that nice, heavy feeling that precedes a great thunderstorm. And I love thunderstorms. I finished gray monkey, pictured above, late Thursday night. And since it's hard to tell their finished size from my pictures, I included my big hand. :)
I love finding expressive little pics like these in my camera - in which my stuffed creations even seem to be... pensive. Maybe it's just me (as usual) assigning my personality to them... :) Gray monkey was made from an old dress shirt of my boyfriend's. Ever since I started the monkeys he's contributed more and more from his impeccable wardrobe. I'll only take stained stuff because I'm sure his good cast-offs would be happily purchased at a Salvation Army.
Also from the same dress shirt and my dark brown corduroy I made a brown bunny from the Cute Book that is, um, not so cute. Brown bunny is cute in concept, but my ragged version is not so great!
I was too lazy to stitch the arms, legs and ears properly (you know - where you have to turn the finished product inside out). So instead I whip stitched the ragged corduroy edges and it's... not so nice.
He has a grey face I initially planned on gray monkey having (but it blended in too much with his body). The brown plaid was from an old skirt I've used to make a few crafts - it's amazing how much mileage you can get out of a knee-length skirt, guys...
On Saturday we took a short train ride to see my boyfriend's parents:
Of course I had this monkey cut and ready to stitch. The fabric is from a soft paisley corduroy shirt of mine. It was once a western-style shirt with all the shiny snaps, and I loved it but hardly ever wore it. In just one hour the body was finished, and I sewed on the blue felt face at the parents' house. I felt like there was just.. something missing on that monkey, so I added a bow and presto, she was female. :)
So I now have 4 monkeys with another in the works... (The picture above only shows the first 3.) Is there something wrong with me? Am I possessed by the spirit of a sweatshop worker? :)
My boyfriend even started searching for antique barrels to put the monkeys in...