Both of my daughters are twirlers, and my older daughter has been at it since the first grade. She was just a little bitty thing when she started and one of the things that twirlers go through is jazz shoes. We practice quite a bit, especially in our driveway because sometimes it's just easier to walk outside than to go to the gym. Lazy, I know...but anywho, the driveway eats jazz shoes. Twirlers spin a lot and even eat a lot of batons. They learn to catch them because they don't like eating them I think. So here is what I busted out for the driveway to eat...
Well they aren't perfect but I remembered the days when I painted jeans and pillowcases and anything else we could get our hands on when I was younger with my best friend Nancy Fields. I was always envious of her artistic talent. I still have my jeans we painted somewhere hidden in the attic, and hidden they will stay until we move again I suppose. I think I rekindled my love for fabric painting. These were done with paint pens. I haven't tried the markers for fabric. I eyeballed them at Michael's, but truly I have too much craft stuff and the paint pens stretch to other mediums. I think they remind me of cartoons. And Laney was happy enough that she is wearing them to school this week so mission accomplished.
Sunday, October 20, 2013
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