It reminded me of a bag I made for a friend years and yeeeears ago. Took a photo of it when I was at their place on the weekend.
Not too bad for my second (and final) attempt at sequin work. Should do some more one day, but I do have some sort of feeling of prejudice against craft that bubbles to the surface on occasion. Usually when I think about doing craft stuff. Or look at the second (and final) knitting attempt I made, which is taller than I am.
Buuut... When it comes to painting, I'll work for as long as it takes to get it done, and the house is still crowded with paintings even though a whole lot of them are still at a friend's place due to the fire stuff.
Maybe time to start selling 'em.
2 comments:
love the vase that the flowers are in!
Thanks - it belonged to my grandparents originally. Mum and Dad didn't want to keep it because they thought it was ugly. But it's got its own charm, so I "stole" it. And is heavy enough to be able to hold loads of flowers without falling over...
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