I realised I had never posted these. This is a piece of crewelwork embroidery I completed as a gift for a former Queen of Lochac (the SCA Kingdom I belong to). It was going to be a cushion, however she asked me not to make it up, as she wants to make it up herself as a coif.
okay, some more cool pics from our event!
pic 1: this was an activity for visitors - literally “throw a core into an oven” game
pic 2: closer look at chell’s portrait
pic 3: part of stand decorations - plush cores and turrets (every single one found its new home after the event)
pic 4: handmade portal gun and licensed replica one - can you tell the difference? also some mugs for employees - a lot of coffee was drunk that day
pic 5: mirror portals are always epic win. also test subject preparing a mischief behind the scientist’s back. and a plush companion cube - that one ended up living at my place
pic 6: closer look at mural replicas. stunning work of two talented artists
Masonic labor is purely a labor of love. He who seeks to draw Masonic wages in gold and silver will be disappointed. The wages of a Mason are earned and paid in their dealings with one another; sympathy that begets sympathy, kindness begets kindness, helpfulness begets helpfulness, and these are the wages of a Mason.
As you get older and enter through the 4 treacherous years of high school, you begin to take a step back on things. You look at everything and see how much you and everything and everyone around you has changed. Your friends, who all once believed in God are now atheists because they went through things and began to forget what potential laid inside of them. People who were once popular, skinny and beautiful are now average, have all but 3 friends, and have zits lining their upper forehead and inner cheeks. People’s sexualities will change and you will either accept it or be unaccepted. The boys who loved football are now stoners who can’t even function a class without a puff, and became sad because their ability of playing a sport became dragged and dizzy. The cheerleaders will become anything and everything but virgins. You will begin to hear things about people who were once so sweet and innocent getting arrested for something you never imagined them doing. People begin to become the things they swore they’d never become and they change into these monsters of people. Or if you’re lucky… they change into these beautiful masterpieces. I know all this from experience. I walk the halls of my high school, examining people who were once these small people and are now a figure that is loved by everyone… and I also see people who I used to be close with who lost control of their life already. I’m only almost a sophomore. You become friends with people you once hated, and enemies with people you once loved. Things happen to people you know. Good or bad. We often wander what went wrong but that is always something we never understand. Maybe you’re one of these people. Or maybe you’re like me, and you stand back and watch the people who once loved you and the ones you once loved; completely turn into someone you never expected. Things begin to happen right in front of your eyes that you only thought happened in movies or books.
Abby Wormsbaker; I am seeing everything and everyone changing and it doesn’t scare me anymore.
These hoops were designed by the talented Sophie (@tophatmonster94) and were hand stitched by myself onto black cotton using white embroidery thread. Find more of her designs at her Red Bubble shop here