The Magic Bus

On my way to somewhere else on the Internet, I discovered this knitted bus. What a hoot! I think it is in India or Pakistan, but there was no language on the site at all, so we are left to ponder it's origins. It was part of a community art project, I can tell you that. There were knitted sweaters for the trees, and for the parking meters, but the bus is what I truly enjoyed.

So, as I am thinking about the vision that the knitted bus project had to take and how many people worked on it, my little Seasons project (used to be Treeze and Leavez) didn't seem like such a big deal. I'm going to keep the knitted Magic Bus in my thoughts as I work through the next stages.

I've made my first cuts, and now I am pondering the windows.

I've thought about many different things that could be inside, but now I think I might have it.  

I went to JoAnn's yesterday to just browse around in fabrics to get ideas.  While I was there, the sky just opened up and poured, which required I spend a great deal more time than originally planned.  And that was a good thing!  I saw the most beautiful Sari and brocaded fabrics, and thought to myself that they just might be the trick.  I had taken the photos that I had already printed on Habotai Silk, and matched them to the fabrics.  While I was waiting to have the fabrics cut, I think I made another new friend.  We talked about my project, the fabrics and sewing in general.  I even got to show her the transfer fabrics I like to use (Blumenthal Crafter's Images), which she had not heard of before.  It gave her an idea for her own project, so that's a good thing, too.  Hi, Irma!

This is Spring and Fall - there are two others waiting with their choices of fabric, too.  I just hope the pictures and windows are large enough.

Now, all I have to do is prepare them for the windows.  The will require some careful cutting, stitching, and beading before they get installed.  But I don't think it will be today.  The windows, the pictures and the fabric all have to simmer in my brain before I start again.  So now, they are waiting patiently in the Stewdio with their templates cut and ready.  Before that happens, there's grand-girls to be fed and entertained with our Sunday dinner.  Maybe the Magic Bus will still be waiting for me in the morning?  Just so The Who's lyrics can stick in your brain, too.....

Every day I get in the queue (Too much, the Magic Bus)

To get on the bus that takes me to you (Too much, the Magic Bus)

I'm so nervous, I just sit and smile (Too much, the Magic Bus)

Your house is only another mile (Too much, the Magic Bus)

Thank you, driver, for getting me here (Too much, the Magic Bus)

You'll be an inspector, have no fear (Too much, the Magic Bus)

I don't want to cause no fuss (Too much, the Magic Bus)

But can I buy your Magic Bus? (Too much, the Magic Bus)

Nooooooooo!

Magic Bus, Magic Bus, Magic Bus, Magic Bus, Magic Bus...
I want the Magic Bus, I want the Magic Bus, I want the Magic Bus...