In so doing, I moved a thousand miles away from my vandercook (okay, it was never exactly mine...) and no longer have access to a press.
Instead, I've started sewing, gluing, and otherwise affixing somethings to otherthings, hopefully in an aesthetically pleasing way.
Cases in (needle?)point:
These were dolls for dear little people I've gotten to know in my new town. I've also made some clothing for myself, but I have not taken pictures of said clothing. Maybe I will. (I probably won't.)
More of my creative efforts, however, have been in amateur millinery. In this arena, I have many fruits of my labor. Stay tuned for a post about them. Or, if you can't wait for that, take a walk around downtown Bloomington some Saturday night, and you might just see a gaggle of good friends with heads a-flowered, a-feathered, and a-fascinating.



