Fun with Tulle

I still hate tulle, but I like the look of teeny scraps captured under it. This stuff was all done last week:


I wish I would have bought more of this blue foil-dot net that I found when I was excavating my stash, because I can see lots of this in my future. This will be a background for something.


Coffee cuffs, from teeny scraps and tulle. The middle one has too much contrast, I think.

Quality Control

As expected, the first superhero cape was too successful and we are now making a Spider-Man cape--yes, I know Spider-Man does not wear a cape--for the nephew I shall call "Huey" (Dewey and Louie are still too young to know they want one).

Also over the weekend I found a whole box of fabric I'd forgotten about, including a couple of half-yard pieces printed with sushi. I also found a four-patch quilt that was all done except binding--about four years old, someone asked me to make one for her toddler and never gave me any money (next time, up front).

I'm out of ideas again. Unless someone tells me this is an unspeakably evil thing to do, I'm thinking I'll put a binding on the toddler quilt and give it to a friend who is expecting. The quilt has dogs, the family has dogs, the baby won't need a cape for a couple of years...

Superhero cape

My niece in Omaha turned 3 last week; my sister thought she would like a cape to be a superhero when she plays dress-up. I followed the tutorial at Puking Pastilles (apparently a Harry Potter reference), substituting an initial for the logo.

I think she liked it. One of my sister's friends asked me if I'd make one for her (maybe; I told her to ask my sister for my e-mail and we'll see if it even gets that far) and several of the adults thought I could start a small business (not interested in making capes every night). More importantly, my niece wore it some that afternoon and a little yesterday, and after I got dropped off at the airport, she told her mom she missed me. Yeah!

I might make one for myself.

Why I haven't posted in six weeks

I thought I'd make a quick Christmas sock for Bryan from one of those felt kits. Quick my fat white ass...took six weeks, including several days of nothing-but-sock at the end of December.


Looks good, at least.

On to something marginally more interesting.