I suddenly realised that I agreed to do a craft fair at work at the start of December and I don't have that much stuff to sell (actually, I've got craploads, but I'm not sure there are that many people at CUP who would appreciate a Silver Tom doll, or a Cabin the Woods activity book)
So - I thought - to the penguinmobile!
This little chap is all ready for Christmas. I tried a different technique with his flippers and I like them better.
The general of the penguin army was all: what's wrong with you boy? We don't want no flower loving hippies here.
Carmen Miranda penguin: Aaaw. Please?
General: Nah, just joking! Waddle on over and meet the guys!
Not a penguin! Because sometimes I do things that aren't penguins.
Look at his iddy biddy little tail!
Yoda is uncomfortable in this penguinery and seriously considering his life choices.
Oh and cthulhu penguin is saying goodbye today, he's off to start a new life in Norwich.
This guy only heard quite recently that it was a fancy dress kind of a penguin army so his costume is a bit half-arsed. You know how it goes.
Fluffy tail. He did at least manage a fluffy tail.
Oh which reminds me, I was at work on Thursday contemplating journals when it suddenly hit me. Little Bumble dude would definitely have strap on wings. So here's some, made from fantasy film
I really like cthulhu chap but it is hard to work out in this picture what is going on. He has strap on wings and a hat with laplander flaps and tentacles on the brim. I was possibly a bit ambitious...
Does this help?
Wings and flaps!
This guy won't be in the Army for long, he is going to a friend who needs something to smile about.
My way of cheering people up is giving them penguins in polar bear all-in-onesies.
From the top...
Not since jerk calf baited the ducks into all out warfare has there been a battle of such immensity as that which is currently being played out on my dining table.
Sad dragon is a little worried that he is going to have to fight that gryphon. He wants to fly away but he remains, faithful to Yoda.
Okay, next time someone asks me to make something for their wedding, I may well say no. I have been paralysed with nerves about this for *months*. It wasn't that hard to do in reality, but I kept thinking "I can't make a wedding cake topper out of felt, it is so... rustic! This is someone's *wedding*!" So I have made this cockerel about 7 times, in felt, a variety of nice materials and wet felted (ah, the hours I spent felting feathers with chaffed palms) But on the plus side I really honed the shape each time. The kookaburra, in comparison, was made only about 5 times. And the heart, I worked out on the first try!
The happy couple.
My specs included: can the kookaburra have a veil if it doesn't look too silly? (Too silly is not in my vocabulary, as I am sure you can imagine if you have read my blog much) I thought, why should the kookaburra be the only one who gets to dress up, so he has a spiffing little bow tie.
Kookaburras are the largest member of the kingfisher family in the world and their beaks grow to 10 cms long
I (cockadoodle) do.
I actually gave her a little ruff of feathers around the neck which was quite hard to do considering the veil pretty much hides it. *I* know they are there though!