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  • Birthday 03/04/1945

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    Definitely not cutting up the curtains to sew clothes...or drawing on the walls...
  • Interests
    •Christianity
    •Art
    •Sewing & pattern design...despite a lack of training. Still learning a lot!
    •An occasional bit of fiddling with leather
    •Cooking & baking
    •Making stuff, mainly massive messes
    •LEGO
    •Nannerpuss
    •Baby ducks
    •Baby Yoda
    •Formerly giving stroller rides to dogs and a little bit of dance
    •G ratings
    •Coffee!
    and, in all honestly, hiding behind my mom. ^_^

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  1. Mushy the Mushroom

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    Ohhhhh, oops, was guessing Independence day. 🙈 Not much else here except likely watching the next-door business's field fireworks while my mom and I take a brief build break?
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    Glad to hear things are going wellchill for you! I did double take trying to remember what holiday you implied, haha. Thanks for reminding, must definitely use this as an excuse for a petite parasol party. Do you have any Fourth plans?
  3. A Curious Collection of Child-Created Plushies (A photo backlog blog with redundant writing style. Compiled during the precious few minutes of freetime in the car. Editing sponsored by poor quality control and insomnia.) Once upon a world ago, when I first began teaching myself to sew and draft patterns for plush toys, my mom mentioned I should take a photo with myself and all these curious critters I’d dreamed (dragged?) into existence. At the time I said I couldn’t because they were yet-to-be-given gifts and a group gathering would risk ruining the surprise. There are individual photos stashed away on some forgotten/lost USBs somewhere. Many of these plush people were deployed to grandmothers, distant family others, but most rest with parents and brother. Clusters stand guard about the house, but they’re preponderantly a trunk troop these days. Today they’ve assembled for photo play. I used to feel guilty over giving these because they were all only plushies-and I had no knowledge of how to sew/make anything else for gifts, this was all I knew to do to show my love for my people. How gracious were the recipients-nobody ever laughed. I used to be so terribly afraid I’d not have time to make gifts when grown, as I was incredibly slow, and for some reason would always attempt to make 3 plush toys each for both my parents and brother every Christmas. I usually started pouring over them as soon as the year began and it was entertainment grand in the midst of flipped sleep. To this day I’ve never followed a store-bought/premade pattern, didn’t think to look up real methods/books for sewing, and some of these funny friends are a testimony of how much that would have improved the quality therein, instead of merely human patience. Felt sheets, as one may observe, falls victim to fuzzing quite frightfully with wear. Prior to all this: *why …do we still… have this 😆* ...I gave my dad... a trash bag...? And so it begins with pre-sewing machine makes: the Towel Totoro with painted details (made a V2 towel totoro and gave away later, but lost photos) Senior the Owl (Señor was what I meant, made for my bro’s birthday. ), Valentine dino for bro, Giant Microbes E.coli plush attempt for my bro’s Christmas gift. Hamel the Camel- also pre-sewing machine. From one cured ham sack (body) One soccer sock (head/neck), two glove fingertips (ears),four small sock legs and startling sharpie button eyes. Drink can, black ballet tights, two packing peanut plush. And George the Towel Bear, first thing done by machine. Gave him to my dad. Little early-makes ornaments and stocking stuffers for family. Mother owl + candy cane stocking stuffer for brother. Trio of Snow, from so long ago! One of my first sewing machine projects and 3D plush drafts. I remember taking forever hand sewing the limbs and head on. For my dad’s Christmas gift. Elephant plush and Felt camel. Camel’s blanket woven on my mini-loom. Felt dolly stocking stuffer and tee shirt Pusheen, one the first couple plushies sewn by machine. A heavy kitty, filled with fabric scraps. Gray pup and Snaily. Snaily was a first-machine-year project for my mom’s Christmas. Sewn during summer sick-insomnia nights. Christmas chameleon for my bro and deer for a parent, cannot remember which one. 😆 Fleece dolphin, very early attempt. Sebastian the Seahorse for Sam, my bro + a stubby rendition of Mr. Narwhal from Elf for my dad. Easter Eggbunnies + Father’s Day dog made from pants. Three-toed sloth + mousey for somebody in my family. Sherpa Panda for my mom’s winter gift. Bro’s penguin and goldfish. Made the functional fishing pole from a chopstick, metallic tape, a bobbin, pony bead and paperclip a couple years ago for fun, and these two became a crew. Stocking stuffers for my family because youngling me saw skinny stockings as sad. And felt was the only material I really had. Peachy the Pear and Peary the Peach- the main characters of my “Fruity Friends”-A drawing of a googly-eyed fruit basket gang. I think these were for my dad? Made Bob the Banana for him a couple years prior to this, but he was lost along the way. RIP Bob. And a first-year-machine-sewn kawaii cone for my mom. I used to be afraid to tie the hand sewing thread knots myself, and I remember covering the plush up and asking my mom to tie off the visible bit. On her own gifts. “Uglydolls”, the happy little weirdos. Some were designed to look sort of identical to the actual “Uglydolls” brand, some are custom. (Just learned that there is an Uglydolls movie now that I have not seen, so I feel odd about posting these having no idea what’s it’s about 🙈) 1: Uglywalrus- Custom critter for walrus-fan bro. 2:Uglydolls “Groody” for bro 3: Uglydolls “Uglyworm” for bro 4: Uglydolls “Wage” (custom color) for my dad 5: Uglydolls Icebat (made from my old fleece sweatshirt) that I kept. Bionicle icebats? 6: Custom WinterUgly for my mom. More custom Uglydolls for my bro. Giant (Scoliosis?) Ugly with Velcro pearsnack, and Pixel the Xbox gamer. My bro and I were once obsessed with Giant microbes plushies, prompting me to donate this Plasma to him. Made from my old unsightly dress. And some SCARY first attempt microbes plushies I made for him years before. The sock Fat Cell and the glove Amoeba, complete with hot glued, cabinet-door stopper eyes. Minion plush for bro’s birthday. Made on knitting looms with sewn on felt eyes, details and extremities. Platypus plushie for my dad. Made with knitting needles and a loose loom for the main body. Plus a pompom body + felt foot and bill baby duck. A happy ragdolly for my mom’s birthday (?). Designed to resemble her favorite childhood doll who once survived a sharpie to the face. Mom’s Matryoshka Nesting doll pillow + test subject curtain rag doll I never finished. Coral-inspired Martian doll for my mom. And “The Beautiful Pear Bird”-for my brother, designed from his iconic Pear Bird artwork. Sphere Squiddies! I stalked Etsy plushies late at night during a severely-sick-insomnia-summer and tried to copy some Octopi. I couldn’t fit eight legs on mine! First lopsidey mustache one bestowed upon bro, last two done later for my mom. Corduroy Croc. Inspired by this Land Of Nod (questionable name..?) toy magazine that came to our house once with the most magical plush toys in it. Tried to copy the critter using my dad’s old pants. For my bro. Bulldog for my dad. Has a red collar I forgot to slide on. Jenny giraffe for my mom. Teacup Piggy for Mother’s Day gift. Spike our Puggy and Penny, my mom’s favorite former pet in plush form (except the dress!). Both for her. Snoopy for my dad, weighted with beads. Blanket stitch goat and painted fabric dog made for doll photo shoots + mini ornament of “scrappy do” -my bro’s childhood Meerkat toy. Flower with a plastic straw sewn in stem for stability, plush from printed fabric, and blanket stitched doll things (sandwiches, campfires and bears, oh my!) Little seed bead clawed skunk and a bun for parents. Canvas dogs for Dad. Painted bulldog +beady toes Brother’s blue lobster Koala-for a parent, which one is not apparent, though. Bobbeh- the friendly, enthusiastically southern catfish character concoction of my bro and I. Made for his birthday one year, RIP to the matching Bobbeh card. Krunchy Kronch Donut Dudes! When my bro was in college, he took a game design class and his group created Krunchy Kronch-a 2D game of these ferocious donuts rolling through a city, avoiding obstacles in a Mario World fashion. Recreated the characters in felt for his birthday. Hand painted acrylic and ribbon tags. Made the box from poster board. HUNGRY A faux suede turtle plush drafted for my dad one Father’s Day or birthday. Bead toes. The shell is removable and handsewn faux leather. I had no idea one should punch holes in leather prior to sewing and destroyed my digits forcing an ordinary sewing needle through it. This was one of the hardest plush toys I remember doing. John Carter Woola drafted for my dad. Tiny teeth. Bro’s BB8 + baby robot stocking stuffer. These robros have made an appearance here prior, though. Drafting a Dalek was a daring endeavor. Painted eye stock thing, I believe I stabilized the arms and such with a plastic coffee stir/straw. First time using screw-on plush eyes, for the body's bubbly bits. Despite the household ban on Pokémon games, my bro fancied Pikachu so I drafted this one. From a tee shirt and felt. Wheatley from Portal 2, a plush drafted in the first summer of “real sewing” with a machine. I studied photos from Google all through the very bad sicknights and this was the result. He is a bit of a flatter sphere shape than intended. His frontal handle things are stabilized with disposable plastic straws. I’ll never forget my bro’s happy face when he saw its lopsided body. Still, I’d rather run than stay when giving a gift to someone. So frightening to just sit there. Felt Kokeshi Momiji doll for my mom. Baymax for my brother with an acrylic painted tag. And a quick little Portal 2 dude whose quality I wasn't even proud of at the time. Felt Bionicle Jala/Jaller/I still am confused.. made for my bro for Christmas years ago. Stiff felt, non-stiff felt I made firm with glue, sharpie stains, but he didn’t complain ($40 for a McDonald’s toy was an unfathomable fortune…you can buy so many bananas for that...). And 4ft( ? memory gone at this point ish Adi adipose who appeared here not too long ago! His limbs are bafflingly long compared to those in the TV show. Croissant crab crew for my dad. And more recent plush designs. A henna based on our dozen hug-hungry Golden Comets. From scraps. Nursery scrap dolls for our old church and elephant baby toys for some church babies. Toady! A turtle. A recreation of my favorite lost plushie from years ago (LPS Turtle). A fan of bonnets indeed. Every green creature is a good creature. *one eternity later* The swarm… Scares me to think of how big it would be including the ones dumped on other relatives 🙈 “Mom remember how you said [insert direct exact quote about group plush photo] years and years ago? I finally did it, thanks for the idea!” Her: “Haha, what?” **tucks them back into a trunk..* *...okay.. some didn’t fit. How foreign life is from when these shots were snapped four months ago, that day after it began to undeniably unfold. Strange how snapshots hide that you're shaking. How sweet is truth after a life of forced faking. We had to just go. Why won’t the wounded let the tears show? Maybe one day it will be safe to let some stories go. Fright and flight, for we embark upon a new, happy, free life! For I’ve never been so grateful for a sink with running water (instead of a garden hose), a real mattress with sheets (and not a tiny shared air bed), a kitchen, rooms with walls and doors, that hairbrush I thought was lost in the shuffle, not accidentally losing a finger today, shop-vacs, surviving it all over the past four weeks with Covid, and mainly, for the safe and selfless people in this world. Here’s to anyone who is struggling or uprooted in any area.. or every. You are not alone. Peace and joy to you all. And thanks to all here who make BZP feel like a home. Off to roam! PS:
  4. Now deeply pondering if you've been gradually increasing the zoom in each picture, or if it is an abrupt enlargement. Also: Glasses!
  5. I beckon an army of rollerskating Matoran to encircle you in hypnotic fashion, which induces a thick trance that causes you to hand over the mask upon request. My mask.
  6. Wishing you a happy birthday! 🥳

    1. Akaku: Master of Flight

      Akaku: Master of Flight

      Thank you!! I appreciate it :D 

  7. Crying at all is not allowed

    Not in my castle on a cloud

    ☁️

  8. I release trained Baby Yoda to storm you with hugs, swipe the mask from your fists, and replace it with a baked cinnamon twist. My mask.
  9. 12 hours on flowers! The promised eternal imposters. Pattern made from tracing the real flower shape. Cut from two layers of cotton, prior fused with spray adhesive and ironed together. Assembled with Tex 70 upholstery thread, just a few stitches, one bead and leaving long strings. Growing….Overflowing Tacky glue, Mildly dilute. Thread tails taped to hangers to try. Tied some to a twine vine. And made a branch from a rejected electronic scalp massager (?…There are mysterious things in this house that I am not responsible for…) some leftover wing wire and paper tape. Cut 3/4” tan cotton strips, soaked them in diluted tacky glue and swirled to secure. Glued on the remaining yellow bells once firm. Finished the twine vine and branch blossoms off with a bit of acrylic base greenery. They’re weirdly plastic-like stiff. Throwback to when wet watercolor paper was the only thing I thought of growing flowers from. ♩ There's a house we can build Every room inside is filled With things from far away ♫ *got too flower flinging happy and why did I not move the jar ~2" to the left to cover the outlet.* In between the cheerful chaos of my bro flying home, buying a car, flying back to the cold climate he dubbed “So much suffering” for a couple days, returning here again by plane and yesterday cruising to the coast for the adventure of new employment, Twas time for our mom’s birthday enjoyment. Imagine living to be half a century! I used to want to be just a Jedi but now I hope to be a fraction as good as she..in addition to that. I owe her everything. For she’s kind enough to tolerate fittings, wears, and lets me cut her hair ( thanks to Free Salon Education on YT…..am I allowed to admit this now since it’s the post-Plague era? Still weird? ). Birthday + Mother’s Day makes. Chestnut knit cardigan made from a jersey sheet and finished with petite pleats. 10hrs. *should have ironed it but photographed in the “wad & hide it, she’s coming!” mode* Leather drawstring pants, 7hrs. Pinned on dress form because, little does the lifeless model know... she has absolutely no legs. Circular cut flounces and rolled edge hems. Aqua top -4.5Hrs. Navy one-4.5hrs plus probably x3 extra because it had to be redone. The fabric lacked stretch so the fit was funny. I pattern drafted off of a lycra reference garment, and, it being 3 am, in that thick state of painkiller proof exhaustion so lacking logic, I blindly cut out the thick textile and realized the tragedy too late. I cut out the side panels and live-human-fit Princess seam replacement panels on each side while apologizing profusely for the flop. Added two flounces on each shoulder, elastic waist gather at the back, and detailed with multicolor boho-style thread “quilting” lines along the edges and ruffles-to hide the alterations. Fits now (too big on this dress form), but cannot say I’m guiltless over what the poor garment has been though. French seams on all. ^ The low energy butterfly attempt. Unfortunately confusion proved contagious amongst the creations. “Cakes have such a terrible habit of turning out bad just when you especially want them to be good” - Anne Shirley I have an explanation for its aesthetic. Not a good one, but a long one. 🦋 The birthday and bro week: 1: We had no idea he would be back so soon, so I flew into frenzied cooking, confection and bread baking mode. 2:Our neighbor passed away, and a lightbulb moment of “I’ll bake 7 batches of cookies out of sheer ignorance of what else to do” flickered on. Then there was one other little thing, a drawing. Fast/rough 4x6, done in a two-day frenzy from a photo found via The Power of Googling Names to slip to them at one of the sad events. 3: I decided to make a double-batch/four layer/6.25” tall (when bald/without toppings) tuxedo chocolate cream cake since my bro was present…but without consideration of the 6.5” tall cake holder height. 4: Aforementioned cookies used a profuse amount of powdered sugar, so barely enough was left for the buttermint dough butterfly. 5: I figured out how to maneuver the wheelchair about the kitchen so I can take over the dishwashing and less grieve my mom! And any new unskilled work to crash between is craved for. Thankfully the stationary nature of cooking has steadily remained doable from a tall ordinary chair. A half-hour here, an hour there, If I rest, I writhe, to be busy is to thrive!..? 6: As result of 1-5, I got terribly, flare-ably tired. and thus, the cake decor did visually suffer. Sorry, Mom. Even though she didn’t mind 😭 Good gift packaging is an art foreign to me, but perhaps it’s never too late to fumble about with fluff and feathers. (Any tips are appreciated from those who do such things better!) I never know how much content to carve into a blog entry, so I suppose I’ll lock the newers in a Doc, for the next chime of the clock? PS: Here is some no context yard nature. BEHOLD [x6 speed] ... the clouds swirls are real but the colors are embellished. Okay, goodbye now!
  10. Hi, I've no business being here, having never done/no idea how to do digital art and being terrified of contests, but saw that there was only one entry last year, and it looked a little lonely. So here's a possible entry friend Tahu? Made by combining edited-pose tiny Tahu onto an image of a Technic 9x9 saw blade and using that as a trace-base. Used shape/line and brush tools in Pixlr E with a shaky hand and computer mouse. Unsure if the sword-hand design is instruction accurate, found conflicting designs and ref. image had this one. EDIT: Redesign #7, changed the hand bit, hopefully the right part now (?) & added other details, hope that was okay, done now. 🙈 I'm so sorry if it's unusable/not fit for entry, had no idea how to do this or what program to use. Background white color is "#FFFFFF", the black is #000000. Tried to enable PNG transparency. Thanks for hosting either way, twas a much appreciated amusement to obsess over! Team Tahu 2022 (low res one) https://flic.kr/p/2nih2Co Not sure how big a medium image is... Original unresized version if needed: https://flic.kr/p/2nih2BS
  11. They added emojis to the emoticons??? Yay!

    *joysobeautiful*

    Thanks whoever did this! 

    🤭 👾🦕🍄

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