Here is an inside and outside look at the vest before I sewed it together or put the boning in or did anything much more than pin it together really. Green is the inside, black is the outside.
That's the basic idea, and because I'm fond of visual data, here's a picture of me attaching the trim to the vest.
It was quite a feat, because this vest probably turned out to be the neatest (on the inside) piece that I've made to date. I tend to cut a lot of corners when I'm making stuff for myself so if someone were to analyze the internal craftsmanship they'd give me an E for effort at most. To make a long story short, I'm lazy if I know people won't be looking (that merit an opinion). However,
this one came out good and tidy, and even pleasant to look at on the inside, and I'm quite proud of the results. Here's the final product at last, on yonder Heather:
And now, onto beginnings. Today, I painted what's left of my h
eart out for the first time in ever, and felt myself live!!!!... probably not quite so dramatically, but it did trigger the memory of myself being a decent-if-not-good artist. Not to blow my own horn, but sometimes there is a time and place for it, namely in a blog that no on
e really reads. [insert happy face emoticon here]. I am drawing a scene out of a book about London, England, where a gentleman gulps down a dark beer, holding under his arm a newspaper, all in sweetly amber tones, as you can see on the original photo on the left.
I painted for a good three hours, and tracked my w
ork in progress, two of which photos you can see on the right. The last one best represents the piece as it was when I packed up my brushes and paints. It's being done in oil on a canvas of about... 18" x 24"? I'll have the dimensions when I'm finished, which should be this upcoming Friday.
That's the basic idea, and because I'm fond of visual data, here's a picture of me attaching the trim to the vest.
It was quite a feat, because this vest probably turned out to be the neatest (on the inside) piece that I've made to date. I tend to cut a lot of corners when I'm making stuff for myself so if someone were to analyze the internal craftsmanship they'd give me an E for effort at most. To make a long story short, I'm lazy if I know people won't be looking (that merit an opinion). However,
this one came out good and tidy, and even pleasant to look at on the inside, and I'm quite proud of the results. Here's the final product at last, on yonder Heather:And now, onto beginnings. Today, I painted what's left of my h
eart out for the first time in ever, and felt myself live!!!!... probably not quite so dramatically, but it did trigger the memory of myself being a decent-if-not-good artist. Not to blow my own horn, but sometimes there is a time and place for it, namely in a blog that no on
e really reads. [insert happy face emoticon here]. I am drawing a scene out of a book about London, England, where a gentleman gulps down a dark beer, holding under his arm a newspaper, all in sweetly amber tones, as you can see on the original photo on the left.I painted for a good three hours, and tracked my w
ork in progress, two of which photos you can see on the right. The last one best represents the piece as it was when I packed up my brushes and paints. It's being done in oil on a canvas of about... 18" x 24"? I'll have the dimensions when I'm finished, which should be this upcoming Friday.
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