Hello! I'm back.
Since I last posted, I got a design degree, got to travel to all kinds of corners of the world, fell in love, planned a huge move across the planet, got derailed by that pesky little pandemic, and found myself somehow back at my parents' place.
So I've dug up all my old tack supplies to make tack lemonade out of virus lemons (ew). For whatever reason I truly believed that tack making is like riding a bike, and picking it back up and making a saddle would be as easy as it was in 2016. Turns out, it's a skill that needs practice and will get rusty if it goes unused long enough!
Like a good art student, I got right to iteration.
|Ignore my poor tack body horse.|
It got scrapped before it could get skirts. Onto the next!
|This saddle didn't make it into the lineup up top, oops.|