Scrap Swap

I entered a swap awhile back but immediately got sidetracked by school, the wedding plans, my grandfather’s passing, and my photography stuff so I forgot to tell you about it. I didn’t forget about the fabric tho- that’s what it was- a fabric scrap swap- and this Mr. Owl up above represents a very nice selection of the beautiful fabrics sent to me by my swap partner, Wendy. The fabrics she sent down were gorgeous and I knew right away what I wanted to use them for. I had that piece of lace staring at me for well over a year looking all owlish and when I saw the pretty pieces that Wendy sent me, I knew they’d be beautiful together. Enter in a nasty bout of my IBS and I was couch bound for a couple of days which turned out to be plenty of time to hand sew everything but the outline which I ran off real quick on the machine. The belly (which you see in the first close-up shot) was the coolest blue swirly fabric and I hand embroidered those stitches on there in every single swirl while watching ‘Bones’ on my Netflix. My husband happened to be out of town so I could lounge without feeling guilty of hogging the tv and it was a perfect way to recuperate. When he saw the stitching he was amazed that I did it all by hand, but I love the texture it added to my new pillow.

Thank you so much Wendy for the beautiful scraps! I plan to start on something else with them as soon as I get another batch of down days with no assignments 😉




Just what I needed

Because I’m a terrible bloggess (is that even a word? well it is now) I have probably failed to mention that I am in love with this blog and have been for quite some time. She has dark and twisted ideas for decorating the house (something you’d never suspect ME of liking but I do) fun links to all sort of crazy ephemera around the web and most recently she hosted a Secret Santa Can Suck it swap. This seemed right up my tired and stressed alley- a swap where no actual swapping goes on. Instead we are assigned another blog and we go to said blog, read it (hopefully) and decide from what we see what we would have gotten our partner if we …. you know… cared or something like that. I am loving this idea because it allows me to be as creative and crazy as possible without worrying about a budget.

So without further ado, I received Tomato Blight for my partner and immediately grinned when I saw her blog name- I like tomatoes for one thing- and for another its sounds delightfully twisted. When I first wandered over to her blog this morning (my spam folder ate the email last night that told me who my partner was so I had to go find it this morning) the first post I saw was one on turning a cutesy little bird house into something a bit more…. sinister and now I can’t wait to see how she finishes it.

My gifts to you Tomato?

Your very own repo man. Because I think there are times when everyone needs a little cash on the side and those of us who are of the crafty variety especially need that extra money to better feed our addictions. We have our obsessions that must be kept in check and the best medicine is more stuff. New supplies, new gadgets, new goodies to tear up and put back together as we see fit. Having your own organ lending business complete with addictive drugs to make sure your customers are repeat customers would allow you to finance your crafty business quite nicely. Plus any man who can play the multiple personality thing like that without actually being crazy should be handy to have around when you need a hand say fending off unwanted telemarketers and such.

Merry Christmas!

Just a quick note

I just thought I’d make a quick note about a swap I’m going to be doing from Gypsy Mermaid life that is gonna be a whole ton of fun. She’s also inspired me to do my own swap but more on that later. I also wanted to alert you to an incredibly, ridiculously talented artist who just happens to also be my little brother. You can check out his art on his myspace and I highly recommend it. The pic this links to happens to be one of my fav’s but you can look at them all. He does “grafitti” art and monsters. Apparently he got all the drawing talent from our parents because he can envision AND create. Go figure. Anyway, nuff said fer tonight.
I’m outty