Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Sign me up.

So. I have decided not to pursue selling at that show in November. I will participate in my guild's sale that month. I will not pursue becoming a juried member of Best of Missouri Hands right now. I will continue to work at this craft of felting, though.

I think my anxiety level was rising to near panic stage. I have done the guild show once, so I feel a great deal more comfortable about doing it again. I don't have to decide to do anything else now, and that is a relief.

I am just not happy about the quality of my work. I don't want any inferior quality goods amongst my wares. I want time to just create and learn and enjoy without the stress of wondering if this thing will sell. I gave away 5 pins and a keyring today to everyone at my vet's office. That made me happy. These were among my early work, and I have improved. They weren't crap, though.

I did some work on the brown purse. I like the way I did the handle, and I think the rose looks so much nicer. The bag now looks 'smart.'

I like the rose, and made it by accident. I had wanted to make a little vase for a votive candle, but during the felting the cup-shape became smooched into a lovely little flower. I immediately made 3 more, tweaking each one.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Beat well.

Over 3" of rain today. Crazy rain. Flood rain and crop-ruination rain. We have had right at seven inches of rain this past week. And now it's going to get hot, too, so that will be lovely indoor weather.

The reviews of the new movie about Brian Wilson are all good and part of me would like to see it, but I don't think I ever will. It's too bittersweet; too sad and too deep into the pain of abuse and too deep into the joy of creation. No, I don't need that sadness or those visions of abuse running around in my head. I can't and don't watch anything to do with whales or elephants - it upsets me too much. I have to be so careful and vigilant and guard against seeing the pain. Certain books I cannot read, so it isn't just visual things that cause me anxiety and distress.

On a brighter note, Sweetie and I saw Mad Max: Fury Road(?) this afternoon and it was fabulous. So much better than I was expecting with great effects and a good story and of course, action. I'm not a movie reviewer, but let me say that I have seen a lot of movies far worse than this one. Fake movie violence doesn't bother me usually but I have to know that the dog, or whatever, lives or I won't watch it.

Because of tinnitus, I sleep with the radio on. And because I need to hush all the sadness in my head, I listen to stand up comedy all night. Makes me happy.

This is a decorative bowl, you might say. It was an idea I've been studying on, and it didn't quite turn out like I'd planned, so I added some machine stitching which made it moderately less sucky. I rather like the back better.

Seems like I am all over the place with my felting. I feel like there is so much to learn and try to do and I have no sense of remove from my work to know if it is any good. This might be one of those pieces I put aside for awhile and come back to later.

Saturday, June 20, 2015

Safe for baby.

I made this little bowl last Saturday while I was staffing the Art Center, and completely forgot about it. Today, I added some machine stitching, which makes it more interesting. 7" x 2.5" more or less.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

No alcohol allowed.

I don't know why I hadn't seen it, but I watched the last episode of season 3 of Sherlock. Fabulous in all the right ways! Crumpetpie Bandersnatch - what more can I say? And Mary! Excellent writing and direction, too.

And so, while I watched it, and all the little short 'behind the scenes' bits, I made another little messenger /iPad mini bag. Beautiful brown on the outside and turquoise in all its glory on the inside. And I figured out how to make a pocket. Although I had intended for it to be on the inside, but once that first cut was made, it was too late. An "aw fuck" moment, that. But I was inordinately pleased with myself, nonetheless, with how it turned out. 

You can see where I laid some extra brown over the resist. In the rest of the bag, the brown and turquoise gently merged. The flap is all brown, too. Ah well, another thing learnt. I put a magnetic closure on the one, and all is done save for attaching the strap. Maybe. I may add some stitching to the rose, and I may do a little something at the top of the inside. It looks a bit rough.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Gentle and Mild on the Skin.

This should be a bag for pets owners; it is so fuzzy that dog and cat fur will look like a design feature.

You can see how much shrinkage there was, laying there on its resist. The wool is some rough grey Shetland, I think it was, carded with some dyed green mystery fiber, from Dharma. I think I may edge the top and inside the handles in blanket stitch, for a little pizzazz and added strength.

I had no idea how spoiled I was by the merino I started felting with - it is hard to go wrong with such a lovely fiber. And now, I am in sudden miser-mode, and using all sorts of other wool that I have on hand. I have two bags of white alpaca, too, that I should dye and card. That might be a project for tomorrow. Or tonight, even.

This is why blogging is so good for me, if possibly painfully boring to the reader - I have the idea and I write it down, thus making it not only possible, but probable.

And that is why I have an Etsy shop now. I spent the morning taking photos and writing copy and thinking up tags and descriptions, and I gave them $2 and I have 10 items in my shop. I am not sure if the above bag will make the grade. Sometimes, with a little embellishment though, ugly ducklings can turn into moderately less-ugly geese.

Oh, I guess I should say the my Etsy shop is called FuzzarellyFibers.

Monday, June 15, 2015

Call the confidential hot-line.

According to my doctor, I am doing well. My diabetic blood work, (I can never remember the name of the test,) is 6.0, and normal is between 6 and 7, and last  time, it was 6.4. If it continues to dip lower, he might take me off some of my meds. So that's all good.

Best thing was being able to smell something, coffee and patchouli, this morning. It has been two months or more since my face started hemorrhaging mucus due to the worst pollen outbreak Missouri has ever seen, and I have not been able to smell me or other people since. The sense was gone after an hour or so, but it was a sign that maybe soon I will know when to change the cat litter by smell and not sight.

I made felt balls last night. Because it is a way to use up the fuzz that I brush off the drum carder after  every color run and I can't seem to throw it away. And I saved some basket cane from the trash after my first basket class yesterday, (because, you know I don't have enough to do,) and the two paired into whimsy. I like the basket I am weaving. I like the four little pointed feeties it has. When done, it will be a bit over a foot high with small handles.

So, I am investigating selling on Etsy. Again. I tried and failed to sell my Bunny and the Beast back in the way-back, but I did sell a bunch of it on eBay. I need to learn to take decent pictures of my stuff with my ancient-by-today's-standards digital camera. I have a tripod, so that's a start. 

There is just so much to do, but I am not feeling overwhelmed (yet) and that is something. My health is improving (mostly) although it seems as though once one thing clears up, some other Hydra-head of Malady appears and needs to be reckoned with. Now, it's my allergies making me tired, and almost without warning, I need to find the couch and rest or nap. Today, it was a three hour afternoon nap. Then there is the fluid build-up in my ears that makes me unsteady when I change direction too quickly. Maybe if I can sell shit online, I'll be better able to work when I can and not when I have to.

Because what else am I going to do with all this stuff?

Saturday, June 13, 2015

Visit the Egress

Crazy happy flowers.


Millie the goddamn cat.