This weekend was a long one. It was Family Day in Ontario which meant I could spend Monday doing whatever I wanted and still get paid for it; my favourite kind of day off. My girlfriend and I had cleaned on Sunday and been out for dinner/arcade fun on Saturday, so we had Monday to relax.
As a result, I decided that I was going to make a thing. But that thing was not to be crochet or knit, oh no. This thing was to be something a little different.
A while back (I’m speaking 2012) I did an open-house class on needle-felting at my local yarn store. We made tiny cat toys. It’s a very vague memory but it made me want to try more; I just never got around to it. I have since tried needle-felting a few times on and off, but mostly I’ve just made splodges of fluffy into slightly denser splodges of fluff, so it hasn’t been much use.
This time I had an image in my head of what I wanted to make, so I made it. And now I have a tiny raccoon in my life.
His name is George.
George may be my favourite random creation in a long time. I keep picking him up and going ‘awwww!’ and putting him back down again. Repeat ad nauseum. I love raccoons enough to get an enormous tattoo of one, so it’s not surprising I am so enamoured of this thing, but it’s not just that.
Guys, needle-felting is super satisfying. You know all that pent up rage over politics and injustice that many of us are feeling? It is INCREDIBLY THERAPEUTIC to stab something hundreds of times with a very sharp needle. Even if a few of those stabs were accidentally in your finger. Ow.
I have Ideas now. I want to make many little creatures. While I don’t think this is something I will do all the time like knitting, it’s certainly a good way to reset the brain and try something different.
Plus, tiny raccoon. That’s basically my entire point.
Have you guys ever tried it?