Showing posts with label Frankenstein. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frankenstein. Show all posts

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

WIP Wednesday 174: Mini Igor Redux

Hudes Tarot














I must have some kind of weird sublimated urges that are becoming not-so-sublimated - you'll remember my last Frankensteinian experiment, known as Frankenwabbit ? Made for Mini Diva in the forlorn hope that if I keep buying and making fake rabbits, she will stop wanting a real one. Yeah, that worked. Not.






If Sean can do it, so can I. 

Perhaps it was simply a question of scale ? So let's downsize, like everything else:



random body parts - but of what, Igor ?



OK, so you have a rodent fixation too .....


al-most there, Igor

It does seem like there is a little something - or quite a lot of something, actually - still missing. Hmm. Needs more pondering. And gin.

Meanwhile, at Tami's Amis .....




Wednesday, 27 February 2013

WIP Wednesday 133: Frankenwabbit 2 or, Igor Gets to Work

Victorian Romantic Tarot











Well, I survived half-term, and in fact I would have really enjoyed it if only the kids hadn't been hell-bent on squabbling every living moment of every day. I was dutifully maternal, enough so that I didn't get to knit very much; so today I was looking at the WIP I'm supposed to be rushing through, but thinking ''Meh'' and just not feeling the love for it:



Cafe au Lait Mitts, left hand, Sirdar Country Style DK


 And at the back of my mind was this itch, the really irritating kind of itch where you have forgotten something vitally important, but you haven't forgotten that you forgot. After Herculean efforts in the old brainbox, I remembered the FrankenWabbit, which MUST be completed for Mini Diva's birthday next week. 

So today may now be told in pictures:
 

Right, Igor, find me the body parts

 
2 rabbit's feet must be extra lucky. Except not for the rabbit



we're not too fussy about sourcing our body parts, are we, Igor ?



only missing 1 limb, does it really need all four, Igor ?


sitting before we can lie down, are we, Frankenwabbit ?



The Legend of Sleepy Hollow Wabbit

Igor, where is his neck ??

 
Quick Igor, hide him, I can hear the villagers coming ...



Igor, coffins are for vampires, not Frankenwabbits






                                    “...learn from my miseries, and do not seek to increase your own.” 
                                                                Mary Shelley, Frankenstein




Pop over to Tami's Amis for things of far more beauty ....