Showing posts with label crafts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crafts. Show all posts

Monday, August 30, 2010

Beading adventures.

Maurice had a beading adventure today!


Maurice is not worried about the fact that people might not think beading is masculine- he is smarter than that, and knows that he is exactly as masculine as he needs to be. Besides, he really likes making things! Maybe that was influenced by the fact that Maurice is himself a handmade craft creation.
He'd like to show you what he made:

Some armlets (Maurice has no hands and therefore no wrists, and the type of jewelry that goes on the wrist is a bracelet, so Maurice has armlets!):


and some leglets (because Maurice has no feet and therefore no ankles):


and, last but not least, Maurice's very favorite creation,



the "meander" armlet. Isn't it lovely? Maurice thinks so.

Do you make things? Tell us about it.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

A stuffing dilemma.

Maurice dislikes the fact that he lacks stuffing. He mentions that it is quite hard to do anything when one is as floppy as wet laundry- and, in fact, what Maurice is is recycled laundry, so he was partially right. Anyway, today he was taken on an expedition to avail himself of stuffing and to complete his heathery blue body. It was difficult for him to ride in a car seat, since he literally lacks a backbone, so he was placed in the handle of the car window.


He was very excited to ride in a shopping cart for the first time, especially when he saw that he was riding on top of (gasp!) stuffing! Something to make him less floppy, and fill up his little tummy!



He was promptly stuffed as soon as he reached the car, and just as promptly photographed near a lovely blue wall, wearing his spiffy orange T-shirt. Anyone who looks as sad and Frankenstein-esque as little Maurice does could use a smiley face on their stomach.



Nice to meet you, Maurice McStuffie.

In the beginning, there was some thread.
And some pins.
And some old fabric.
And a needle.


Maurice McStuffie appeared.







But, you see, poor Maurice McStuffie lacked any actual stuffing.