Last year, it was a hinged barn for the niece. John built it, I painted it.
This year, we got
suckered asked to make a Viking ship toy box for the nephew. John started it back in October, and had it wrapped up with about a week to spare before heading home for the holidays. I took care of the sail and some of the painting on the dragon.
It’s a pretty solid box, and was built to fit the trunk of our Prius (head and tail added after arrival, and the mast is detachable.) It opens with sliding doors on top; John almost made it a hinged lid that comes down, but then he heard a horror story from someone whose grandkid slammed a toy box lid onto the fingers of the other grandkid, so he nixed that idea. I don’t know what else to say about this, as I’m not a carpenter, but if anyone has questions I can pass them along to my husband. Perhaps, too, these progress shots could be useful.
In other news, I’m still working on a commissioned hat based on the head of this thing. I’ve made a few more simple chemo caps (in soft, appropriate yarn!) but that’s about all. I haven’t touched any jewelry, although I did get a sweet tube-cutting/filing jig thingy for Christmas, and a nice set of tiny drill bits. My creativity seems to be taking a winter’s nap, and that’s okay. I’ll be ready to tap it again in January. Class starts again mid-month, and meanwhile, I have wire wrapping to practice and rivets to attempt.
I have to admit, I really blew it this Christmas in terms of not making things for anyone. Well, I’ve got a nearly-finished mandolin strap for my brother, but that’s going to have to wait until I see him in person because I’m unsure about the length. And I did finally whip up some knitting stitch markers for my sister-in-law. I bought some owl beads from my local bead shops a while ago, thinking to make her earrings (she loves owls) but I didn’t know at the time that she doesn’t have pierced ears! So, I came up with these (all other beads were already in my stash):
I also made some for myself with some odds and ends I had lying around, including some stamped metal lucky clovers I’ve had since the early 80s (boy, they were cheap but they held up nice! Not a speck of tarnish) and a stray half of a toggle clasp (the circle half, fortunately):
My husband was the more ambitious crafter this year, designing a barn for his niece to keep her horses in:
He did a beautiful job on the woodworking, but the clock is ticking and he ran out of energy and patience for the painting. So I took over, and boy, did I have a great time! I don’t think I’ve painted, really painted, in years. I remember the last time I tried an acrylic painting had to be around 2007, and it was a failure. I definitely want to get back into it in the new year. Or maybe just throw myself into the jewelry-making. I waste so much time not doing things I love to do. Why is that?
I’ll have more pictures when it’s done and I’m back from holiday travels.