I can’t remember when it started or why I had this obsession. It might be triggered when I saw my fabrics-remnant boxes can’t really hold its lid. Not like my brother who really obsessed –sorry dear- with newest model from Honda, my car-obsession come with scissor and thread in hand.
The idea of car-hanging or car-bunting or whatever you may call it kept nagging inside my head for few days while I really flat with X-Mas markets and bazaars. When I had time to really draw and cut and sew and...Goodness…it’s the fattest and silliest car I ever saw.
Another sketch and tried to eliminated my hand for filling it too much, I came with my second car that look a bit –just a bit, annoyingly-better that my first baby.
Have to give up now, though the image of perfect car still haunted me. Simply no time. I’ll get back to this project in next two weeks –fingers cross- ; I’ll let you know what happen.