Next up was a bag lady. At least that is what I set out to make. The Fates had a very different idea.
When I sewed the face onto the head I realized I had sewn it on inside out. Now, there is something you gotta know about me. Something I am not proud of. I am not a patient person. I try my best to do it right the first time and would rather discard something than go back and correct it. This is a trait I am trying to correct but in the meantime here I was faced with a face with the seams on the outside.
What oh what could I do? I decided that it looked like a beard. Then it came to me. Make the bag lady into a man. A bag man. A bag man with a beard to hide the raw seam.
I also put tiny black beads in for the eyes and pulled the cloth face around them to make eyelids....hmmm beady eyes.
Okay. I draw the line at Elizabethan actors. Lets put some sun glasses on him and see what happens.


Naturally the monkies will have to go. In fact I did manage to remove them this morning but didnt take another picture.
Did I mention that it plays Born to Be Wild? The other one plays Love Machine.
Did I mention that it plays Born to Be Wild? The other one plays Love Machine.
Speaking of bodies. I cannot show you all of Boomer's photos since he is well....a man in every sense of the word. And he does not have any clothes yet... except for a tiny leopard skin thong. I need to make jeans and a shirt and chaps and a vest and all those bikery type things.
So not just the arm but each and every finger is pose-able. Not so fun to make but once they are done they are bitchin'!
More on Boomer when the whole package is complete.
Sadly I think he may have to be remade quite a bit smaller to fit this great motorcycle. There is always the risk that I will end up with another box of Boomer parts and his beady little eyes staring accusingly up at me.
Sadly I think he may have to be remade quite a bit smaller to fit this great motorcycle. There is always the risk that I will end up with another box of Boomer parts and his beady little eyes staring accusingly up at me.
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