My father is superb at estate sale item cultivation. He has an eye for hidden potential, and one day recently he came home and withdrew from his coat a battered but beautiful sawdust-stuffed deer.
It was well made in body, clearly of a '40s or '50s vintage, but its previous owner had made some modifications of their own. The toy had ribbons detaching from their positions around the neck and stomach, a crooked rhinestone nose, black felt pasted to its feet, and pitiful droopy antlers.
The first step I took was to remove the undesirables, and later on the antlers proved too difficult to mend so they, too, were omitted. Then, however I didn't know what to do with it.
At that point he or she was taken over to Hold Fast studios, OKC for some rehabilitation.
It was clear to me immediately that she was meant to be in my crafting companion, Marlis' safe hands. Marlis, of Hold Fast, had all of the buttons, airplane glue, and dazzle bits to give the tired little deer a 360 degree turn around. After who knows hoe many tiring years of being shabby, what really made her cool wasn't the long eyelashes, jeweled spectacles and an ear tuck, but the self-esteem those things gave her.
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| Having made the full transformation into womanhood, this doe looks pretty killer, AND she hasn't even been given the finishing touches... |
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