Design: cats & dogs

I’m writing this post beforehand and I’m time-posting it. That way you can read this post at the same moment my friend Carla unwraps her birthday present and finds this:

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A shawl pin in the shape of a dog, shitting sparklies!

It has a long pin at the back that you weave through the fabric.

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I so much hope she likes it…. she is a dog person and has a sense of humour. But still…

I had the most fun designing these, as you know. Finishing them was quite a task…

The brown sparkly flowers can be turned around, then they are just plain silver. Carla likes silver. As do I.

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I made two more:

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These are the ones that started it all. They are proper dogs, no sparklies.

A year ago I promised to make these two friends shawlpins, it was a commission. But I couldn’t muster up the energy or inspiration to make them. Not even cats. For a whole year long! I felt guilty and inferior every month, but I just couldn’t face the wire and the hammer.

They both graciously understood and haven’t pushed me. For which I am SO GRATEFUL! That’s when people truly understand how life can be hard and that consentious people don’t need pressure.

And then that lovely time came when Pippi visited and I could finally put my appreciation into inspiration into wire-sensation.

The moment you read this, one of them is dropped off by the postman, the other one is dropped of by me. These are gifts, because I so much appreciate them them.

I hope they all like them!

In other news I also made some cats, with brush and ink. This is one of the five x-mas cards that háve to go out this season. I’ve painted five thus far, written and send off two.

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I’m in no way content with these. The paper was way too smooth for the ink, it didn’t hold very well. Still it was lovely to do so I made them anyway. Then my husband said to use them because “as long as you can make out what it’s meant to be, you can get away with it”.

That’s one way of dashing past the inner critic.

Now I’ve got to dash. Birthday party to go to. In my own car. Wearing my festive dress. Bringing pins. And, on the way there, picking up a set of dumbell halters. I’m going to work on my back muscles.

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