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Crafty Things

As school is winding down (for me at least, I only have 2.5 days left!) I've started to either complete projects or get them back from teachers. So without further ado, I present to you the various crafy/artsy things I've done recently.

Marco the Phoenix from One Piece. Forgive the horrendous way the colors came out, my camera killed them.

Poplar from Working!
Both pictures were sketched and then painted with watercolors for club.

Scarf and pattern detail that I knitted for Home E.C. Now that I'm finished...I wear it, because it's ridiculously warm, if a little short (I ran out of yarn, so I just use a pin to attatch the two ends together and then it stays in place). The teacher had us knit them all ridiculously wide, so each row is 40 stitches...I could have made a longer scarf if I'd gone with 25 or 30 per row, but I'm not in charge so couldn't complain.




Book that I made with some of the calligraphy I did. The middle photo's left page says "ookami" or wolf. (The right side is backwards where you see the ink through the paper. But if you're curious, the right page says "utsukushii kokoro" or beautiful heart). Bottom is binding detail (and cover pattern detail).

Final little project I did, on a piece of cardboard, so you can stand it up or frame it or whatever. It's supposed to look all uneven and wiggly, it makes it more interesting. It's a haiku by one of the four haiku masters, Issa Kobayashi. It says (reading vertically, right to left): kusa no hana/ yondokoronaku/ sakinikeri, which translates into something like:
out of the grasses
the inevitable
wildflowers
(Translation courtesy of THIS WEBSITE!)

I actually like it a lot.
And that's what's up in life. Tomorrow I have my school speech and I'm having dinner with the extended family so I can see them one last time before I leave.
T-7 days (OMG ONLY ONE MORE WEEK!)

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