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saturday last, Jawa costume creation begins

Spent a week percolating and Internet-researching ideas about the Jawa costume. A number of good tutorials exist about creating authentic Star Wars props. I used a few ideas and modified them to better fit my conception of the Jawa costume.


The creator of the tutorial I used noted that Jawa robes have no shoulder seams, like a poncho, so I went with that idea to cut out the costume.


After cutting, before sewing. I haven't quite decided what he looks like - I'm leaning toward some sad incarnation of Voldemort - but it's definitely not Jawa-ish. Sleeves are the problem, I think.


Modifying, pinning, and sewing. I'm such a novice seamstress; I always forget to cut things right side in. I have managed to remember to sew them together right side in.


Lookin' better. Pretty good, in fact. Put a hood on him and he'll start looking Jawa-ish.


Here's DH beginning blaster construction.

Comments

Ana said…
Oh - I think the color works fine! I can't believe you're redoing them... but I be they look fabulous!!!
Now, what's the hubby makin'?
Momma_Dee said…
I always thought they were orange anyway.

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