Make Something, week one.

Since I've finished school there has been alot of things I've been learning. Such as how to avoid sleazy chefs and kitchen-hands intent on possesing  ones heart (or grabbing ones bottom) and whether moisturiser works as conditioner.

On of the things I haven't been doing however is making things, that is to say, not on the regular basis of the Steiner Child I once was. And so, I have ventured out, with great trepidation, to the world beyond hessian and large block crayons to more sophisticated forms of self expression, such as; what can one possibly make out of the glutt of googly eyes that have accumulated in ones draw for the past three years.

My quests, which like so many other well intentioned ideas, did not start with any particular inspiration, rather a wim to occupy a particularly boring thursday afternoon. Here it is, I will endevor to learn to make a new thing every week from now until the time where I shall be drained of all artistic juice and merrit, and left lonesom and wandering, without a DIY to tie me to this earth (read about two weeks). So I humbly present the first of my making sessions, the crocheted hat.

I made this for my dear little squeak of a niece Mina Maybe, I have not sent it to her yet and so I hope her head hasn't grown too much.

I just free-styled it all the way from top to bottom, so no pattern today.

So that was that, a small green hat.

The End.