Is a little bit of a sad tale tale today
I had great plans for my creative space today. I really did, today I planned to unveil Gilbert (with the head from last week). WHo to begin with I hadn't been thinking of finishing but suddenly when he got ears and told me his name was Gilbert, and the darn thing kept looking at me, I felt I had to.Who i had been working on slowly and carefully as I do, whose little head had been through a few ageing processes etc. Who I thought I was definetly going to finish yesterday, his arms and legs almost done, who just needed to be put together and a few finishing touches. WHo I was sure I would be able to finish last night.
But things don't always go as planned. Because I take a tram to work and a long tram ride at that I always take heaps of crochet and bears to work on the trip. And because I needed to sew on his left ear ( and quite frankly I felt he needed a bit more obsessing) I packed his head away in my craft bag and headed off.
On to the tram I popped ( after a 5min wait and a quick fag), a slight scramble of trying to find the valid ticket I knew I had amoung all the expired ones, I set up the Teddy Bears Wednesday on the move workshop and off we went. All I know now is somewhere between leaving the house and Elizabeth St, Gilbert the bear head, got lost or fell out , because at Elizabeth St, I discovered it was no longer there. Panic hit me, i searched and searched, convinced myself I had left it at home.
Well it wasn't at home, it wasn't in my bag, the head was no where to be seen. SO now I'm left with his body parts, and no head. I was to be honest a wee bit devasted yesterday, after all the work I had put in to him, just gone. And starting on another head at this point feels wrong. Because well these boday parts were Gilbert's, for that head, and no other. And because I hadn't been that happy with my pattern I knew i could do better, but somehow along there that Head got a soul. And going back to trying recreate Gilbert, seems like going backwards, if you know what I mean
So I'm sorry I don't have much to show this week. I really wanted to though.
SO lesson learned, Bear heads do not come to work or on a tram trips. Because a bear head even in a legless and bodiless start can get the wanders.
I hope you've had a wonderful creative week
I look forward to seeing and hearing all about it over here.
PS If you find a small somewhat worn starned and mouthless inquizative bear head on your tram please let me know
PPS SOrry this is the second sad little MCS in a row.
21 comments:
Ooooooh Nooooooo! Do you think that maybe someone may have picked up Gilberts head and handed it in to lost property? Maybe? Hopefully?
Oh I do hope Gilbert's head just rolled under the tram seat and someone found him and handed him in!
oh bless you ... and Gilbert's head/soul, wherever they may be ... here's hoping Gilbert's successor finds his space in your heart too ...
oh, I hope he turns up at lost property... and that those body parts get their head and soul back... xo
Oh no!!! I'm with Cam, maybe try ringing the lost property? Maybe some craft loving person found his head and handed it in?? I feel so sad for poor old Gilbert!
Oh nooo!
What an awful feeling to discover he wasn't there. I hope someone did pick him up and that you guys are reunited very soon. Fingers crossed.xx
hope it'll pop out for you soon!
Oh how sad. My heart aches for your poor, lost Gilbert-head. Hope he finds his way home somehow. It might seem unlikely, but stranger things have happened......
Oh how sad for poor Gilbert:( I hope he finds his way to wherever he is supposed to be.
Lee:)
That wasn't the explanation I was expecting! I too sew on my way to work (a 90 minute journey each way) so I will be extra careful from now on!
Oh, Jess...poor Gilbert (he was lovely!) and poor, poor you! I hope someone turns him in and the pair of you are reunited soon!
oh no Jess, that is so sad, poor Gilbert. Hopefully he will find his way in a Paddington-esque way somewhere nice or find his way home
ps. did you ring the tram company?
Oh no - hugs:(
Oh, that is so sad. I do hope Gilbert's head somehow finds his way home to you.
Oh dear!
On to the next guy I guess. x
Oh nooooo! Bloody trams! i lost countless umbrellas and coats on trams when I lived in Melbourne. My parents did tell me when my childhood cat disappeared that he had gone for a sunny holiday in Queensland (quite unlike them to to tell me this kind of tale...and no wonder I moved up here!) maybe his wee little head has found a wee little headless body and hitched a ride up north.
OMG!!! That is awful. Awful awful. I'm in shock.
poor gilbert! in no way do i wish to make light of his awful predicament but can i say i know how he feels to lose his head.
Oh Jess, that is just awful. I am so sorry that happened, and I can understand that you must feel sick about it. I hope his head turns up, not in any creepy way of course!
Remember there is a bag of mohair awaiting your love at my house. Can you hear it calling ....Jess, Jess? Must be just me!
oh poor Gilbert : ( How sad, maybe somebody lovely will find his head and take care of him - maybe he will find his way home...
bear hugs my friend x
Oh no, hope his head comes back to you after all your hard work!
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