While sorting and making decisions on what will go with me on this move and what will not, one thing became painfully clear. I have a lot of art. I don’t want to move it with me so I’m offering a few pieces in my Etsy shop.
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I’m now jobless. There’s a whole story behind that which I’d rather not go into but… I’m now jobless and I’m happy as all get out that its not my fault. I didn’t screw it up.
I didn’t realize how much time had passed between entries. I’ve lost a heck of a lot of time in general.
I’ve been writing myself more and more notes so I can keep up with myself. I’m not sure its working.
Fife’s daughter has been here twice this week which has been mega stressful. Usually I make idol threats about people and say I want to beat ‘em up or something but I’m 100% kidding. With this girl I’m not. I really just want to stomp her in the ground. I wish I didn’t feel that way about her but I do. I want to bash her until I’m tired.
I have another dental appointment tomorrow.
I’m totally behind on blogs and emails but I’m somehow keeping up with orders as well as making a few extra dolls and two new clay sculptures. One doll has been posted on my blog, others will follow shortly. Yasmine, bag holder doll.
Now, onto not so creative stuff.
When crap hits the fan one should hope the fan is on low. Continue reading ‘Stuff goin’ on’
I’m not sure how long its been since I broke out the needle and thread, but I finally did and here’s what I’ve done.
When it comes to projects I seem to be really motivated at first but when I get really close to finishing it, I tend to walk away. All I needed to do with this doll here was add a button and stitch a few things on her scarf but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. She sat for days unfinished because I was no longer interested in putting on her finishing touches. It was almost as if I didn’t want to end the project. What would I do with myself then? There’s almost a sadness to projects that have reached their conclusion and its almost as if I forget I can start another. I believe there’s also a deep fear of accomplishing something, of going through the entire process from beginning to end with pride. I don’t know. I did finish her and I like her quite a lot. Go see the earth friendly bag holder here.
Two more are on the way.
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I’m still here. Emotionally I think I’m doing a lot better, physically I’m still getting my butt kicked.
I’ve been working on a few different paintings in oil and have done a few small crafts. I recently up-cycled Christmas ornaments and made them into decorations for a flower vase, a punch bowl or most anything really. The redesigned ornaments are explained a bit further on the art blog. Recycled Ornaments.
I’ve spoken to the young lady I ran into at the store the other day. Honestly it took a bit for me to fully remember specific things about her. As a matter of fact, specific memories of her are so spotty its not even funny. However, I remember her mother, brother, father and step-father quite well. Thankfully, she doesn’t remember my mother at all. It took me by surprise when I wrote that entry about running into her only to find two comments where she set a few things straight about this person I called “John”. At first I was taken back by it but then I figured it was okay. The entry was, after all, about running into her so hey, if she had something to add then why not ya know?
My poor yard is so dead. August 2010 is the driest month on record for all of Indiana’s history and my yard is good and dead as proof.
I went moss hunting today. Since moss grows in medium light areas I just went to the far corners of the yard and looked at the feet of taller plants. Viola, there it was! I gathered moss, gathered a few small wild growing plants and began my tiny terrarium. As soon as the sun comes up I’ll try to get some shots of them. I did four in hopes that at least one would live. The lighting in here is terrible for photos so I’ll have to take them outside and photograph them, otherwise I’d have to fiddle with the photo more than I want to.
Here’s a shot of the plants in my little kitchenette.
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