I felt like swearing in about seventeen different languages... but I settled for a loud, mournful AAAARGHHHHHHH...
which possibly the neighbours heard, since I was working outdoors... but they have been too polite to mention
So - another one bites the dust...
ah well, practice makes perfect
Remember the tunisian hook which my dear friend Dawn made for me? Well we had a play around with it at our crochet meet the other day, and decided that the point of the hook was a bit too long. Which means that you end up working very exaggerated movements to compensate for having to manoeuvre the hook to pull the long tip through the loops. Anyway, modifications were required... but I was told that I could do them myself!
Are you serious???
I could modify the tip myself???
Did you forget that my middle name is 'Guillotine Fingers'???
Well, I decided that the only safe way to tackle this problem was to lock all sharp instruments away, and work only with sand paper. Wow... I was astounded at how easy the dowel was to work with!
See how the head has changed... but is not missing? It also has been given a light coat of oil.
I'm thinking that maybe I need to develop my carving technique using pine dowel first, and then I can advance to sticks. Perhaps I'll just try one more time... just one more...