I promised more craftiness* in the new year, and here it is, in owl form. A couple of months ago I was drifting aimlessly through the aisles of Michael’s, as I so very often do, and I happened upon a downright ridiculously ridiculous rubber stamp of a steampunk owl, complete with bowtie, top hat, and pocketwatch. At first, I scoffed at the fact that anyone would pay actual American dollars for this thing; then, upon noticing that it was on sale, happily paid actual American dollars for the thing.
Will likes owls, so the next time we both happened to be at Michael’s at the same time (roughly a day later) I got him to pick out a paper pattern that he liked, which I then made into a frame, and voilá. Fancy owl gentlemen Christmas present.
*There’s something I don’t like about the word “crafting” (though I can’t pinpoint exactly what it is). Any suggestions for a better term for “the act of making something with one’s own hands”? Made-up words encouraged.