Week 10/Home    In a continuation of the ice cream saga, I have sewn a screaming ice cream. This was my first experience using a sewing machine, and it took me a couple tries to wrap my head around it, but I am very pleased with the final product. The mouth and cherry were hand sewn, and the cone detailing was added with a brown marker. 

His name is ice cream and he is perpetually screaming because he is afraid of being eaten. And who isn’t? I have begun taking him with me every where I go, typically sticking him in the front of my sweatshirt like a baby bjorn. He does have seperation anxiety after all.