Black Water Hattie lived back in the swamp where the strange green reptiles crawl.
Snakes hang thick from the cypress trees, like sausage on a smoke house wall.
Where the swamp is alive with a thousand eyes, and all of them watching you.
Stay off the track of Hattie’s shack, in the back of the Black Bayou.
From the song, Swamp Witch Hattie, by Jim Stafford
There comes a time in every rightly constructed boy’s life when he has a raging desire to go somewhere and dig for hidden treasure.
— Mark Twain
Just thought I’d show a little bit of the process that brought this fearless boy to life!
Here’s a new character visiting from Wonderland. The Mad Hatter hedgehog style!
For more information about him and other needle felted sculptures visit my Etsy shop
This weekend it was my pleasure to create this Motorcycle Mama Needle Felted bear. When I make one of these, I somehow feel a little attached.
I’ll enjoy her for only a day or two then this little lady goes out the door to her new home! To see some of my other needle felted sculptures visit my Etsy store: