Who doesn't love a robot? Maybe it's the geek in me, but I've always liked robot stuff, the more clunky the better, from Marvin the Paranoid Android to the Cybermen of Doctor Who. In fact, the first ever gift my husband bought me was a book about Cybermen (which makes me - and probably him too - sound like a complete weirdo). I mean, it was a bit tongue-in-cheek, but what's not to love about these figures who inspire terror in all who meet them, but have the unfortunate weakness that they're allergic to gold? Petrifying yet also hilarious. And I consider it to be one of the great privileges of being a mother that I can make my children do robotics to 80s electropop in order to earn their dinner.
coin purses and pencil cases for the shop. I snapped up the last piece of this one over at Fabric Inspirations but they do have some of Kokka's other robot prints in stock, and Celtic Fusion fabrics has this one in red and blue. Eternal Maker also has this sweet robot mechanic print and Dots n Stripes have a cute robot ribbon trim.
There are also some great quilting fabric collections out there. I used some of the prints from David Walker's Robots collection for Free Spirit for my little boy's quilt and my nephew's baby quilt.
They have a pattern for a robot quilt using the fabrics as a free download. There's also the fantastic Robot Factory by Caleb Gray for Robert Kaufman which comes in a boyish colour palette of rusty orange, brown, olive green and blue.
And did you see the paper pieced robot softie from Issue 8 of Fat Quarterly? This leapt straight to the top of my to-sew list. Wouldn't every small child want one? He's such an amiable little thing. After a little sewing session today, I am currently two legs up and itching to get started on the bendy little arms.
four legs, two robot, two human.
And if you don't fancy foundation piecing, there's a cute robot and spaceboy duo over at Wee Wonderfuls which would make a lovely little play set.
I can't sign off without sharing the soundtrack to this post (though you may not want to play if children are in earshot!), whirring around in my head as I type, 'the humans are dead' by Flight of the Conchords.
'Binary solo': now that's what I call musical genius.