Plush making beyond the pale
Got a message on Etsy Thursday before last asking if I'd like to sell my plush in a gallery downtown in one week's time. I did like. Only one problem: I didn't have any plush to sell. Smash cut to!
I sewed more in a week than most men do in their entire lifetime. There is no hyperbole here. Meals were kept to a minimum. Showers were rationed. Sleep a luxury I could afford only so much of. I learned something about how cruel a man can be during the course of that week.
It all came to a head Wednesday evening with the unfortunate decision to pull an all-nighter. My body knew I was up to something, I don't even know how it knew because I never talk to my body, but it knew. At the stroke of midnight I found myself suffering a serious case of the trembles accompanied by a sickly feeling in the pit of my stomach the likes of which I'd never felt before. By 3am I was seeing things out of the corner of my eyes. At 6am I wasn't seeing things out of the corner of my eyes anymore because my eyes were almost completely non-functioning, but even this minor inconvenience could not impede me.
Funny thing is I had finished sewing all but one of the plush that needed sewing by mid day Wednesday, so why you ask would I need to forgo sleep at that point? Because, dear reader, I find the need to make little paper cut out cards for EVERY plush I make. The front of each card features a paper cut out of the character and the back their name and a brief description. These cards sometimes take me as long to craft as the plush itself.
After it was all said and done, I had just over 30 plush pieces finished for the event. That was my target number. So, good job me.
I made a lot of my trademark characters, because the time crunch was too severe for me to devise 30 new characters. But I did manage to make a few original pieces along with some new variants of old ones.
I'm going to post pictures of these new plush in another post, because I just checked and there are more than I thought. Make ready your eyes!
I sewed more in a week than most men do in their entire lifetime. There is no hyperbole here. Meals were kept to a minimum. Showers were rationed. Sleep a luxury I could afford only so much of. I learned something about how cruel a man can be during the course of that week.
It all came to a head Wednesday evening with the unfortunate decision to pull an all-nighter. My body knew I was up to something, I don't even know how it knew because I never talk to my body, but it knew. At the stroke of midnight I found myself suffering a serious case of the trembles accompanied by a sickly feeling in the pit of my stomach the likes of which I'd never felt before. By 3am I was seeing things out of the corner of my eyes. At 6am I wasn't seeing things out of the corner of my eyes anymore because my eyes were almost completely non-functioning, but even this minor inconvenience could not impede me.
Funny thing is I had finished sewing all but one of the plush that needed sewing by mid day Wednesday, so why you ask would I need to forgo sleep at that point? Because, dear reader, I find the need to make little paper cut out cards for EVERY plush I make. The front of each card features a paper cut out of the character and the back their name and a brief description. These cards sometimes take me as long to craft as the plush itself.
After it was all said and done, I had just over 30 plush pieces finished for the event. That was my target number. So, good job me.
I made a lot of my trademark characters, because the time crunch was too severe for me to devise 30 new characters. But I did manage to make a few original pieces along with some new variants of old ones.
I'm going to post pictures of these new plush in another post, because I just checked and there are more than I thought. Make ready your eyes!
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