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Free Plushie Patterns Online
Here's a collection of links to sites outside of DeviantArt where you can find free plushie patterns. There are well over two hundred choices, so you're sure to find something you like.
Remember, if you can't find exactly what you're looking for, try adapting one of the patterns. For example, a tiger can easily be turned into a lion, an elephant into a wooly mammoth, an elf into a goblin, or combine the upper half of a mermaid with the lower half of a pony to get a centaur.
Quirky Critters Bear
Four Free Bears from LouBear Mohair
Teddy Bear Keychain
1907 Teddy Bear instructions
This bear is adapted from an authentic 1907 pattern. The pattern is free to use, but bears made from it must have attribution if sold. The pattern may not be copied and resold.
A few notes on materials:
Bears of this time period were made of mohair, but you'll probably be using faux fur (refer to my faux fur guide: http://viergacht.deviantart.com/gallery/30350282#/d4agdzp ). The most common authentic color was gold, with dark brown, white, gray and cinnamon also used. You can, of course, use any color you prefer.
The amount of material you'll need depends on what size bear you're making. The pattern can be enlarged or shrunk. 1/3 to 1/2 yards should be more than enough, with plenty left over in case of mistakes. If your fur has a stretchy backing, you should bond it to iron-on interfacing before cutting the pattern, as this will keep the pieces from stretching and distorting. It also makes the pattern easier to draw on. If you use mohair, you won't need interfacing.
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