Jack Little zebra man
This is Jack my grandson and isn't he cute in his zebra suit or a 'onesie' as they are known as.
Doesn't this just inspire you for a fun scene in your dollshouse. I might have to give it a try. Love you Jack : )
Thank you Alice for letting us enjoy this photo
Let the party begin...
This is Cloudy Jim.
What cheek! Just look at the mischief in his eyes.
He's about 18 months old
with a passion for butter when
he has the chance to get at
your toast.
Things are looking up for him here though, talk about the cat who got the cream. We love you Jim.
Photograph & cat curtesy of Dan Bull
What cheek! Just look at the mischief in his eyes.
He's about 18 months old
with a passion for butter when
he has the chance to get at
your toast.
Things are looking up for him here though, talk about the cat who got the cream. We love you Jim.
Photograph & cat curtesy of Dan Bull
When I'm not sculpting...
An autumn day at Bodenham Arboretum
Another at Batsford Arboretum
History and hand made buttons...
A living history weekend at Harvington Hall. I soaked up the atmosphere, drank in the fragrant woodsmoke and admired the artistry of the re-enactors who took me back in time bringing the place to life through the ages.
Making their own costumes with a wealth of knowledge and attention to detail,
I watched a young man in the process of making a garment, carefully sewing a long seam, asking him if he was trained in tailoring and was everything hand sewn? He said he wasn't and it was. Amazing. You had to admire him. We spoke about sore fingers using traditional needles when he can get hold of them and being unable to sew wearing a thimble.
But the bit that got me was when admiring the buttons he admitted that he had made them himself. Adam, I take your feathered hat off to you.
(Maybe I could get him to work in a different scale)
Making their own costumes with a wealth of knowledge and attention to detail,
I watched a young man in the process of making a garment, carefully sewing a long seam, asking him if he was trained in tailoring and was everything hand sewn? He said he wasn't and it was. Amazing. You had to admire him. We spoke about sore fingers using traditional needles when he can get hold of them and being unable to sew wearing a thimble.
But the bit that got me was when admiring the buttons he admitted that he had made them himself. Adam, I take your feathered hat off to you.
(Maybe I could get him to work in a different scale)