Showing posts with label WIP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WIP. Show all posts

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Who Loves His Bunny? WIP


Is he going to hug the bunny or eat it? Both, perhaps?


Until next time, happy silliness!


Theresa

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Sneak Peek-More WIPs

Here they are, as promised, Maude and Jet, who will soon be on their way to England. (Sorry for the marginal picture quality...I got tired of waiting for "good light" and just had to get things rolling.)


Jet is not attached, so he can be moved around







Maude has an internal armature and can be gently posed.




Moving on....



No, this isn't supposed to be cute. Good thing, huh? This is the head for my latest Halloween piece. He has a bizarre little body wet felted body and paperclay legs. I'll post again when he has it all together.









Until next time, happy creating!



Theresa

Saturday, August 8, 2009

I Have Pink

Nils the gnome has chastised me yet again.

He feels I am guilty of being a monochromatic show-off in my color choices within the garden out back.

There is no logical explanation as to WHY there is so much pink here. Pink is not one of my favorite colors. In fact, much of what I choose to surround myself with would fall under the "earthy" tones umbrella;
browns, tans, greens, rusts and oranges.

But you'll see pink in my blossoms. You can find it in the foliage.

It is here, in the plant that I always neglect that keeps on blooming all the more for it.

Yet again in front of the far back wall, where I have little time to attend to my leafy friends.

This is a fragile, needy pinky pink.
"Don't let me get too much sun. Don't let me stay too wet."
The grand surprise is that she is not yet dead. High maintenance and I don't get along well.


Even my succulents prefer this posy hue. Who knew?

Here is an up close pink, though the center, decidedly NOT pink, is the true star of this show.

And my fuchsia, which continually tries to commit suicide, is pink.
(Secretly I wanted a fuchsia fuchsia, but hey-it's still alive! Sort of.)

A hummingbird's eye view of the struggling fuchsia. Very different from here, no?




To those interested in my artistic ventures, let it be known that, in addition to all of my WIPs which all get a little love every day, I just shaved the head of a Bratz doll (shudder!) and am prepping her for a Halloween makeover. (Though truly, Bratz dolls are already pretty darned scary, don't you think?)

Think inset glass eyes, a face reshape and mohair wig.

Until next time, happy living!

Theresa