I was not happy with the way my dark olive green Sophie bag felted. I left it in the washer too long, I guess, and the spinning caused creases. Though I lucked out with the white bag the other day, I don't yet quite have the hang of felting in the front-loader.
I was upset about it.
Definitely not nice enough for a handbag. My original plan was to buy some of those rather nifty handbag handles available at JoAnn's -- probably wooden ones -- and attach them somehow. But this bag was not worth the few bucks to spend on the handles.
I was trying to decide what to do with this thing. I figured I'd have to throw it away or use it as a car-washing rag.
But yesterday I was going through stuff to make a donation to a friend's collection for a rummage sale. I ran across a bin of my handspun yarn. Remember when I used to spin? Me (almost) either! But I did spin wool for a while there, and I have a nice little bin of handspun yarn.
I gathered some of it up and decided it would make a pretty felted bag. Love those greens!
Then, I don't know what happened -- more rummaging around for the rummage sale, I guess -- and I ran across one of my beautiful Celtic brooches. A spark went off in my brain.
I tried something.
I rolled down the upper edge of the failed Sophie bag, and put the brooch on the front of it. I arranged the handspun in the bag, and....
...handbag no longer, but coffee table decor.
It's a way to display the beautiful vintage Celtic brooch that I would probably never wear.
My photos don't do it justice, but to say I don't hate it any more is a bit of an understatement.
There are some days when I think that there is an artist inside me somewhere, just screaming to get out.
Oh, hey! Happy Easter.