thirty-first bird

Day 31: Make something with wire.


Well, it just so happens that I have done this very thing! 


My awesome friend Jordan had a birthday party in which costumes were (basically) mandatory. And not just any costumes! Super costumes.


Chris and I decided to attend as the epic The Tick and his sidekick Arthur. 
Since these costumes are not in high demand amongst the loyal patronage of our local Walmart, we made them.
Well, I made them...
(Sorry, Chris. You've been outed.)

This picture was taken by the fabulous Josie! It was stolen with permission.

And here are the original supers:

I think I did pretty well!


And, here is the part of the costume that qualifies this not only as a wire project, but also as an official bird post:

I made these wings. With wire. Also, paper. (And glue, ribbon, and packing tape.)


Just in case you're wondering: I also made Chris's mask out of a pair of blue shorts and some pipe cleaners; my mask out of a small girl's tank top, wire, and ribbon; and our bug eye goggles out of Walmart sunglasses and plastic cross stitch sheets. 


I'll leave you with this:

seventeenth bird

Make something that floats (it doesn't have to be a boat).


"It doesn't have to be a boat," in my mind, is an underhanded challenge that it should not be a boat.
I considered a Monty Python witch, but dismissed that as hard, and instead made Ursula.

In case you can't tell, it's two pieces of brown paper that I whip-stitched together. You probably can't tell.








But, of course, Ursula in water is not just a bear.

Being a pack-rat, I sort of didn't have the heart to put it in water because, while I'm sure it will float, I'm also sure that it won't survive.


But, maybe that should be the point.

First the outside-legs of the bear
Up and fell down, in the water, like knobby garters

Then the outside-arms of the bear
Fell off, as easy as if sloughed from boiled tomatoes

Low'red in a genteel curtsy 
Bear shed the mantle of her diluvian shoulders;


And, with a sigh, 
She allowed the burden of belly to drop like an apron full of boulders








I made her blue because, even though the song never says it, I always imagine Bear becoming a constellation, like in mythology, when the hero doesn't really die, but goes to live in the sky. 
 
I'm not sure exactly how Joanna Newsom would feel about this. She probably wouldn't care, since it's not a tremendously amazing art project.

Side note: when I asked Chris what it looked like without telling him it was from the song, he said, "The Pink Panther."

twelfth bird

How small can you work? Make something that you need to use a microscope to see.


Seriously? A microscope?


Ok, I'm really not good at tiny, detailed work. My hands are not large and cumbersome, but they really like to pretend.


This is about as tiny as I could go:

Can you tell what it is?

It's my tiniest fan! :D
:D


My camera wouldn't zoom in any closer, but maybe my scanner will do the trick. If yes, I will post more later.