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Eyes, Fingers Crossed

Well. After taking off Thursday and Friday of last week and needle felting the entire four days of my four-day weekend, my eyes are bugging out and my fingers hurt. I don't have a huge amount to show for it and realized that my expectations of having 200 pieces by the craft fair are pretty...um...unrealistic. Needle felting takes an incredible amount of time. I think I spent four hours putting curly manes on 8 lions. That's just the manes! The faces will take another few hours. I'm not complaining, just a little worried that I may not have enough inventory by May 8th to fill a table. Which is okay.

It's all okay.

No, really.

This evening I'm going to focus on getting three creatures made. If I can make a Walrus, a Bunny, and a Giraffe, I'm good.

Currently, I'm most excited about my Giraffes. I made the first one a couple of weeks ago, and I'm sending it to Michelle Palmer (see links), who has a daughter who is just smitten with all things cute. Making the giraffe's spots is one of the most relaxing and fun aspects because it's so free form. It's one of the few times I'm not worried about what's going where. I just plop on some spots and they look great, because that's how REAL giraffes are made - spots just plopped on anywhere and in any old order. I'm mailing out the giraffe tomorrow and PROMISE to take pictures tonight for some documentation. He's a real cutie.

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