Except it’s a chicken. Or maybe a peacock.
This was the result of my college class yesterday. We had to take a line for a walk on a piece of A3, then select part of it for the outline of a stuffie.
The emphasis was very much on making a figure – but me, I had to be different. The shape I saw was an elegant swan.
Stop laughing, he’ll look better when his seams are trimmed. [Of course if he’s a chicken he’s not a he – perhaps he is Rambo the ginormous cockerel from Manor Farm?]
S/he will get bigger feet, a coat of paint or several, and an eye or two.
Stuffies are not my favourite thing – I went through a period of making cloth dolls [which will become Babybel’s very soon] but that got it out of my system – and my experience with Rambo has not encouraged me to resume!