RE: This is gonna be the thread where we talk about stabs
03-20-2012, 10:03 AM
It's crochet! Like knitting, but with one single hook instead of two needles. The yarn's cheap and nasty orange chenille - it kind of looks like either really soft pipe cleaners or thinly-cut strips of old towel.
The sparkle comes from little bits of plastic interspersed through the yarn, which served to make the yarn utterly unsuitable for any sane person to make into clothing, but perfect for a little octopus. The eyes are olive-green safety eyes with an oval pupil. I rather like them, but would probably save them for special occasions/octopi.
All it needs is a name, now (actually, the dude on the right in this photo who I made forever ago also needs one). I will take Eagle Timer suggestions on that, methinks.
The sparkle comes from little bits of plastic interspersed through the yarn, which served to make the yarn utterly unsuitable for any sane person to make into clothing, but perfect for a little octopus. The eyes are olive-green safety eyes with an oval pupil. I rather like them, but would probably save them for special occasions/octopi.
All it needs is a name, now (actually, the dude on the right in this photo who I made forever ago also needs one). I will take Eagle Timer suggestions on that, methinks.
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow