Letting Life Lead
I needed to take some time to recover from some Mad Craft Flashbacks, but now is the time to get this pony finished!
(A lot of my inspiration and lessons came from A Rainbow Zebra project from the Pinata Boy.)
By now I’m terribly, terribly done. I gather my resolve and flex my sore crafting muscles to make this pony look the best it can be for it’s ultimate fate to be smashed to smitherines. I get an idea to use some wax paper to fashion a base for the mane so that it drapes and falls the way it does in the cartoon.
I had put so much work into this pinata that I didn’t want to just stick some crepe paper streamers on it and call it a mane. Half-assed worked doesn’t look out of place on a project that was half-assed to begin with, but when you do that on something you did intricate work on, it sticks out.
I cut the waxed paper form around the Pinata’s head and made some cuts so that it would fall properly. I consulted a drawing of Twilight Sparkle and used a sharpie to draw free-hand guidelines for gluing on the crepe paper. Surprisingly, things went very smoothly, and even flat it started looking like a mane. Glue on wax paper is very slippery and I didn’t think it would stick at first, but once it dried it held up very well. The weight helped it to form and fall beautifully like a mane and forelock.
For the wings, I drew a rough outline using the full length of craft foam to form the main part of the wing and an overlay to make it look like it was folded. I used the scraps to form ears and horn. This only took a few minutes! It took longer to Google the picture I used as a guide for the wings.
The scrap pieces left over from the lavender craft foam were just enough to form some decent ears (simple triangles from the corners) and a fair looking horn. This took only a few minutes to hot glue into shape then hot glue on the head. Yes, I did indeed glue my fingers.
The eyes were made of black and white craft foam. I first free handed a rough outline of the size and shape of an eye on a piece of scrap card stock so I could test to see if it was the right size and shape to look good on the pony.
I then cut out the shapes and used those as templates on the craft foam and hot glued the pieces together. It took me about half an hour to finish the the two eyes from rough outline to assembly.
I am standing over my handiwork feeling very pleased with my bad self, when my first minion — my daughter — says to me, “Maawm! You forgot the cutie mark.”
I say in my head, “Shit.”
I say to her, “You are right, I did.”
I weep inside a little.
I rummaged through my card stock scraps and found the right size and color. A star punch make short work of the stars and a few scrap pieces of white triangles made some very nice star points. Then I stand there smiling at myself and realize that this goddam pony has TWO flanks. I go to fashion another cutie mark.
Finally! It is time to use that candy door! If you remember I cut it just above the shoulder which is a strong part so that I could insert the hanging hook. It was also a good location because it was completely hidden by the wings and mane. The kids filled it up with a few nice pieces of candy and many toys: coins, gems, glow bracelets, plastic animals, whistles (which sucked), erasers, and pencils.
Finally this pinata project is done!
I was a little worried that she might not hold up to a good beating…
To my utter delight every kid got to have a turn! Wings flew off, the horn dangled, an ear shot off, paper flew everywhere! Several holes were made before she broke a apart, fell to the ground and got mauled by a heard of snarling children.
This was all that was left of that beautiful pinata. We had a nice send off for the pieces as fodder for a roaring nighttime fire the a few hours after the party. Spike would have been proud of those flames.
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