Magic turning a pair of red heeled worksocks into a Sock Monkey
Note: have to work on the stuffing so it isn’t lumpy
To Do: hand sewing and face embroidery by daylight tomorrow.
My sister sent me this photo she took with her phone.
A little sock monkey, from the lost toy basket.
You know how I feel about sock monkeys.
And Click for Sock monkey brothers post
Below the Sock Monkey Museum in Rockford Illinois
Charles as sock monkey
Swedish Pancakes and Sock monkeys
It’s been awhile since I’ve stitched up a sock monkey. The classic.
One for new baby grandson in Ohio and one for a friend of my sister in New York City. The pairs of socks have been in the house a long time. Once I stitched on the faces, they seem to look at me and smile.
Both Anna and Jack have set up a crew of sock monkeys, told them to smile and photographed them. This evening I placed the newly completed monkeys on the couch in my living room. And took their picture
One of the smiles needs a bit of straightening out, I see upon examining the image. Ooops.
And yes, my sister and I visited the Sock Monkey Museum in Rockford, Illinois when we were visiting relatives. (The relatives live in Rockford, not the museum)
Sock monkey duo, going in different directions, more than 500 miles apart.
Here are some old sock monkey photos from previous blogs.
When I was a kid (c. 1958)my family lived in the city of Newark NJ. there was a Youth Consultation Service behind our house on Broad Street. At least a dozen girls lived there and each girl had a handmade sock monkey. My mom thought sock monkeys weren’t appealing but I always wanted one. Some people think they are ugly, others think they’re cute. These two have a bit of scrap flannel from the sock monkey pillowcases I stitched for the grandchildren for Christmas. Going with a theme, here. That will be another post.
I don’t think I owned one until I stitched on in 1976.
The first sock monkey I ever made was for my son Mark (39),father to the grandchildren in the photos above. He name it the Doonie Monkey and it was stuffed with old stockings. I use fiberfill now. And for some unknown reason, I never added a tail on his monkey. He resides with the grandchildren in Ohio, too.
I’ve make pink and blue and purple monkeys but my favorite is the classic.
If you would like to make a sock monkey, there’s a terrific youtube tutorial by Professor Pincushion on how to make the classic monkey. I don’t add the ears or buttons on mine.
It was Jack’s idea. Take a picture of him tossing his sock monkey in the air.
This weekend I got to be a useful grandma and help watch the younger 3 grandkids while Anna and her mom went to Cincinnati to a swim meet.
The bonus is I got to practice photography- catch motion, suffed animal mid-air, press the shutter, experiment with the new SONY mirrorless camera. Get a sense of the timing.
The kids were in jammies and ready for bed.
But hey, let’s throw stuffed animals in the air! Maura got the groundhog up and his shadow appeared on the wall!
Seems as if you were just making your entrance at dawn, not so very long ago. I remember going to school after you were born and how excited everyone was for me. I had just gotten my first digital camera so I could take your photo.
Happy 11th Birthday dear Granddaughter Anna Catherine.
Hope you like the photos I selected for your birthday post. Except for the sock monkey and Henry, it is just YOU this year!
How about that? love you, your Grandma, FF Ruthie
The girls and I went to Aunt Lala’s today. Uncle James was at work.
Aunt Lala did the girls hair.
Then we hung out with Penny the Golden Doodle on the front porch and the girls loved the porch swing.
Anna and Penny traded bandanas and headbands. We had a relaxing summer afternoon.
Trying to not think about my return to school on Tuesday.
I used Laura’s sewing machine to stitch up the legs, arms and tails and now the two monkeys for Anna and her friend are ready to turn, stuff and stitch by hand. The socks were on Clearance for 93 cents at Target last year. I bought way too many thinking I would make a ton of monkeys.
Happy Seventh Birthday Jack (John Patrick).
March 21st is your big day. Thought you’d like to see the faces your old grandma captured this past year!
Last year you looked like this.
And now you are getting your permanent front teeth after losing those baby ones!
The shot below was taken one week before your birthday at the Columbus Car Show.
Juxtaposition. I read the definition twice.
Michelle W. at the Daily Post says Unexpected Pairings.
Looked through the archives and found these for the gallery. It did mention “abstract” and I think mine are more “concrete”
Pittsburgh Marathon -Walk and Sit
wood branch in chain link fence
One orange amidst the others Smith Mountain Lake Virginia
Old boat and pirates, new boats and boaters
New York City Garbage
St. Patrick’s Cathedral in Scaffolding
Lego world- real world Rockefeller Center New York City
Splint and leg
Anna and the sock monkey
People and windows.
June 14, 2012 Visual Arts Room
Maura and Murphy at Aunt Linda’s
Pittsburgh Firefighter on South Side
Jane and Prem’ Wedding
Beautiful Valentine’s Day Bride
Sea Lion Viewing Window at the Zoo Pittsburgh PA
When I posted for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Window Saturday night, within an hour’s time, I received an email from my good friend J in Omaha.
Attached to the email were photographs of interesting windows from her recent retirement European holiday.
I emailed back before midnight and invited her to guest blog. She sent a few more.
Since January first and the wordpress monkeys’ report telling me that I had 80,000 fewer viewers in 2013 than in 2012, I’ve been thinking about the purpose of my blog and reflecting on why this occurred. The decrease in viewers was astounding to me. It had been increasing, building, growing. And then it plummeted? Hmmmmm.
My blog followers numbers have increased. Doesn’t make sense. Thought maybe my posts mundane, not exotic enough, or the writing sparse or the writing boring or people just tired of seeing a pic of what I ate for dinner on a Tuesday when it was cold outside? People are rushed, stressed and don’t have time to look at the photographs? Not sure.
But hearing from my friend J in response to the gallery of windows photographs I posted, or receiving via email the Barred Owl from Shuey (which was #4 in the lineup for most viewed post this past year even though it was from 2012) or knowing that my son Mark sent Mt. Vernon photos he took of the kids after he looked at my post of him standing in front of Washington’s home all those years ago- and that was at 3:30 AM he was looking and sending current photos. It felt good.
Responding to photographs. It’s about dialogue, communication. I am always talking to the high school students about the purposes of photography. What makes a good photograph.
Maybe you wrote a comment after feeling something upon viewing an image. Or emailed me a story of a memory a photograph triggered (thanks Jack)
After all, I want people to look at the photographs I take or I wouldn’t bother to upload them and share. Didn’t my friend V just say that about why people post on FB?
They want a response!
I’m seeking some connection to others. Making sense of my life. Honing my eye. Seeing what is right in front of me in my world. Individual yet universal experience.
Most of the people I hear from via email don’t have their own blogs.
Cousin Paul sent a photo of his house in the moonlight, Rob sent a photo of a glass of wine on a table in an excellent composition and Bill sent the completed crossword. Okay, now who am I forgetting?
Matthew sent the pics from the Museum of Broken Relationships from Zagreb and Laura the photo of the Longaberger Basket Offices shaped like a basket and my sister Mary, I can always count on her to see something interesting. When I visit her in NYC she has lots of ideas about where to go and find things to photograph. Here’s one she sent of NYC signage.
The grandchildren have taken turns and want to be guest blogger as has my DIL Erika for Windsor the Rescue Horse– Anna with the pickup full of mannequin legs, Michael shooting into the sun at breakfast , Jack setting up the sock monkeys and telling them to smile, Maura with her drawing,
I’ll l add more guest bloggers links in future posts but I’m grateful the blog has created a forum for exchange with one another!
Here are J’s wonderful windows she sent in response to the challenge. Thanks J.
Arles, France – chandelier in window
Arles – peeking through the window to the sewing room of La Poule Blanche. The proprietor made everything she sold in her shop, and I bought an apron, of course.- J