Recently I was trying to remember when I made my first sockmonkey. I was home at my parents’ for a few days around Christmas, and I still have the result. His name is Jean Chaussette. But he’s not talking.
I don’t know if it’s been 10 years, but it’s getting close. Little wonder, then, that the last two seasons (I only work on them in winter) I have made fewer and fewer. I am not great at sewing, and have gotten about as good at making sockmonkeys as I’m going to get.
I’ve thought about making other animals before, and have seen and bookmarked instructions for dogs, octopi, and all kinds of other cute things. It was kind of just a matter of time before I cut up the socks a bit differently. This is the first result of my experimentation. The sockalope! (A gift for the proprietors of my favourite coffee shop, whose mascot is the jackalope.)
The next project is already in progress. 🙂
One of the initiatives for the BlackBerry 10 launch (I started working there in May, as you’ll recall) was bringing on board three celebrity ambassadors to do various things with their crafts, involving a Z10 phone. While I am interested to see what Alicia Keys and Robert Rodriguez do, they are not my primary interest. However, my love of Neil Gaiman and his works is well known.
That love increased exponentially when he announced his project, A Calendar of Tales. He asked 12 questions on Twitter, one relating to each month of the year, and then wrote stories based on 12 selected tweeted responses. Alas, none of my responses were selected, but he did retweet my January response, which pretty much gave me an all-day nerdgasm.
That was part one, and the stories were published yesterday. Download the PDF for your reading pleasure.
The next part is art. Those who’ve been participating via Twitter, or anyone who reads the Tales, really, is invited to make art relating to one or some or all of the stories. Medium is up to you. Then 12 pieces — one per month — will be selected, and A Thing will be made. A calendar, a book… something.
Can’t wait. 🙂 Gotta say, this has been cool enough and community-creating enough to suspend my cynicism about (anyone’s) corporate marketing… for a bit.
Humanity is going to become extinct. Not, as you may suspect, due to environmental catastrophe, nuclear holocaust, or zombie apocalypse. No, our extinction will be the result of a species-wide inability to woo. And shallowness, apparently. Yep, we’re all doomed and it’s those whippersnappers’ fault.
Recently I read the article A Million First Dates, which filled me in on the fact that young people are growing into adulthood relationship-impaired. Basically, thanks to technology, young people don’t have to do much work to find partners (sexual or relationship), and so they don’t know how to communicate well, learn compromise, and generally commit to doing the work that long-term relationships require. Why push through the rough or boring times when there are Plenty of Fish in the online (pun intended) sea?
Additionally, according to The End of Courtship, apparently that same technology, combined with soulless hook-up culture, has left young people clueless about how to go about wooing and dating at all. Which hasn’t left anyone very happy (and has even spurred some backlash!) Apparently eventually you have to pursue something more than casual, meaningless (and often recreational substance-enhanced) sex.