Sorry, Weasyl. You're like the neglected child I keep in the closet.
I'm going to post a select few recent pieces here. Sorry for sucking!
This is a gigantic (didn't measure, but over 6 feet long - the couch in the background is a decent reference) stuffed thing I made for my 18-month-old niece for Christmas. Made of fleece, faux fur, ping pong balls, and about 30 hours of madness. I kinda pulled the pattern out of my ass despite having one to use - I am really stubborn when it comes to stuff like this because I feel like I learn best when fumbling around blindly and getting really pissed, I guess. Also, this was entirely hand-sewn because I am a masochist.
As such, I was punished by having to redo parts of it many times to get it remotely close to what I had imagined. The head was remade twice, and the neck was redone no fewer than five times, which is actually what inspired me to do the Dr. Seuss-esque fluffy rings - they are actually covering disfiguring surgery scars. I also had to take in the body twice as it was hilariously blimp-like the first couple times I stuffed it. I am still not super happy with the body shape, but I figured I'd just call it done after spending so long on it.
Poor thing. If his face wasn't sewn in a permanent expression of thrill, he'd probably look quite traumatized.
In any case, said niece kissed him right on the nose on Christmas morning, so I figure that a success. Here's hoping he's durable enough to withstand the expected abuse from a kid that age. If not, it will probably still be nothing compared to what I inflicted upon him, so I consider him to be in good hands now.
Cupcake not included.