Progress Report :-)

Hello!  I have not written for a while because I had nothing to say I suppose.  I am still working on my final project.  I believe they are due on Tuesday , I still have to look it up on the sheet.  I made the fox I planned on making and so far I really like it.  In addition to the fox, I made a dead goose.  My favorite part of the song is when the fox sneaks into the farmer's pen and grabs the goose by neck.  The only bad thing so far:  I made a goose like I saw it in my mind.  I did make it gray, but only because it's a gray goose in the song.  But other than that, I did not create the goose with the intention of making it super realistic.  Today, I looked up a picture of a real gray goose.  They have orange beaks and legs.  I made my goose with a black beak and legs.  Probably because that's how canadian geese look and those are the kind of geese I'm used to seeing.  So I thought it was a bit unfortunate that my gray goose is not really a proper gray goose.  I'm kind of glad I waited till now to look up a picture of what it really looks like.  I feel like what I created is really what my vision was.  Had I looked up a picture of a gray goose before I started, I would have been conflicted as to whether or not I should follow my vision exactly or make it look realistic.  So I have a gray goose with a black beak and black legs.  I suppose it doesn't really matter because the fox and his family are going to eat the goose regardless of what color his beak and legs are.

I have enjoyed this project so much! This is my first time (other than 103) working with fabric.  I find it to be most frustrating and stress-inducing at times, though I like everything about the process.  I love picking out fabrics, sketching the creatures, making up the patterns as I go, having things line up nearly straight on, yet off enough that one can tell it's handmade.  And it's imperfections only add to my love for it because I then see the fox as I see myself: imperfect, yet trying to do its best to help those it loves.

One last note:  I named the fox Aloysha.  This is the name of a character in a book I'm reading called The Brothers Karamosov.  Aloysha is the youngest of three with two older brothers, just like me.  He is quiet, observant, and seems to be the wisest of the three siblings, just like me :-)     I feel I can relate to this character a lot so the name seemed fitting.  I think it's best to not name the goose.  Becoming attached only makes it more difficult emotionally when the time comes to eat it.