EdytheAnne

The Monster Returns

A few months back, I wrote a post about a monster I made for my grandson.  He needed a monster to protect him from other monsters when he slept.  I named him " Woo, the Rodanthian ", not sure why.

Recently, we visited both grandson and monster. My grandson had altered his appearance a bit by cutting his hair and modifying a doll sweater to fit him. When we were getting ready to leave, he  made a serious request on behalf of his furry friend.  Could I make some more clothes for his monster?  Perhaps I would also be willing to make a trunk and fill it with clothes?"Of course" I said,  "but I will have to take Woo home with me to fit them.  He could be gone for a few weeks.  Would that be alright?"  So, Woo got in my car and has returned to the studio, somewhat worse for the wear. 
As I work on a trunk and clothes I wonder what Woo has become.  With two doll obsessed sisters, I imagine dressing him up in gross scary clothes and pouncing on a house full of pink Barbies may have something to do with the need for repairs, a new wardrobe and a fix up.  He really is frightening and when you think about it, a house full of fluffy pink things can be a very hostile environment for a 6 year old, all out, bone stomping, dirt loving boy.  When Woo returns, he will have his work cut out for him.  I'm sure there is a lot of terrorizing yet to be done .

 

 

Rabbit Trails

Yes, I've been missing.  Missing for five months to be more exact.  My only excuse is... I 've been out following rabbit trails. Trails that have involved months of hard work to upgrade a house we are trying to sell, which still hasn't sold.  Trails that wind through my husband's sales territory without producing any sales quite yet and trails that take us to houses and lots we can't buy until we sell the one we have. 

Along those trails there have been many smaller ones which  led to lots of wonderful things to blog about.  The "rabbit" has finally led me happily back home and to my blog once again.

While I was writing this entry, I wondered exactly what the term "rabbit trail" meant.  Is a "rabbit trail"  a futile, meaningless adventure that produces no positive effect?  Does it really distract us from what we should be doing and waste our time?  When we follow a rabbit trail are we more open to change and discovery?  Could the trail be a pathway to creative freedom? 

While traveling through Colorado last month, I came across this trail blazer of a car. Can you even imagine the number of creative impulses and directions it took to complete the decoration of both the outside... and the inside of this, turn your head and gawk, form of transport?

So, Colorado KCH6160... I wish I knew who you were so I could give you the proper round of applause and creative credit for your outstanding contribution to magnificent trail scenery.  If this is your car, I'd love to see your house sometime.

Happy trails to you all this week.