Okay it's been some time but I made this kidney pouch as a Kris Kringle gift for a member of my (SCA) household, and it wasn't without tribulations.
Tribulations and *the process* continued under the cut
So I used the pattern from Dark Horse armoury (which is great, highly reccomend. I'll link it if someone asks)
What I didn't account for was how much of the vege tan leather I had left. So I had to print the pattern multiple times at different scalings to see what fit with the leather I had, but! I persevered.
Next came punching all the holes, I used the smallest drive punch I had for all the stitching holes and crouched on the concrete of the garage for hours tapping away and slowly eroding my cutting mat (I have a punch block now, this whole project was made in desperation)
But alas! Tragedy struck
When I bent and then snapped my punch most of the way through! But ingenuity provides and I continued by using some jewellery pliers.
With that out the way, then came stitching.
This went pretty smoothly all things considered, I even managed to watch a whole season of the vox machina animated show on a friend's reccomendation
And that's it! This was a very "step 1: draw a circle, step 2: draw the rest if the owl" walk through of myself making a kidney pouch
Thank you so much! It's been a bit of a rough year for project completion but I've started repairing some things that took a bit of a beating and rediscovering the joys of creation so more to come soon :)
Hello everyone my very good friend just published their first book of poetry which you can read here for less than six (6) Australian dollars (that's $4 for folks living in the US).
In his words it's "A Collection of Poems inspired by life, love and everything in between... damn that's pretentious its a bunch of poems I wrote alright, I spent a lot of time being sad so now you can too."
In the words of my friends (the so called 'fantastically bizarre group of ruffians, ragamuffins and rascals') it "sure is a book" filled with "emotional landmines" which some are "still bawling [their] eyes out" over. If that's not endorsement I don't know what is.
But seriously this friend means a great deal to me so if you could take a quick look and consider supporting some new poetry or share this post around it would mean the world to me <3 (love heart)
there IS actually a reason why seconds and minutes (and degrees for geometry) are in base 60 instead of base 10, and if you want to blame someone for that, blame the very specific way Babylonians counted with their fingers.