The Loneliest Renegade DJ
Actually, the DJ at the Renegade Craft Fair San Francisco seemed quite content. Renegade SF was fun. There was a tad bit too much jewelry and silk-screened shirts, but otherwise, it seemed well attended and I saw some excellent craftiness. The venue, Fort Mason, was spectacular. I have only ever driven past the old fort in all my years of driving through the marina, and I had as much fun puttering through the fair with my friend, as I did walking along the edge of the water afterwards.
I arrived home to the great news that the Plush Team was accepted into Renegade Chicago in September. It seems "the plan: A," will now have to transform into "the plan: B," and include the crafting of a massive pile of wee snails (these cuties would be the only possible plush I could make on top of Plush You beasties one through three). Speaking of, I desperately need to complete the sad and deflated looking beastie number two, which is presently occupying the ironing board as he awaits his wire armature and polyfill.
I am always a mixture of nervous and excited to see what new beasties look like once they are stuffed, because until that point, they just don't seem quite alive. I think the size and spacing of the eyes, as well as how the beastie is stuffed, are what brings the life to a plush creature. I can easily spend an hour or more stuffing one form. It reminds me of what my brother was taught in a puppetry workshop...that the puppeteer needs to make the puppet breathe...I believe that I can bring this same element of life to what I create even when the form is still. At present, I have about nine wee snails on my table gazing up at me with the most sincere and puppy-like curiosity. It makes me smile each time I sit down and greet them.
I am off to spend some quality time with the beasties.
Toodle-loo.


