Laid & Couched Christmas presents

Chase and I don’t do Christmas, except that we do. For the past couple of years we’ve gone to Anne and Foley’s for Christmas morning and it’s been a joy. Anne is my favourite present monster and it’s always the most pleasurable challenge to make or find her something. Last year I did a 25-day advent calender for her, so I wasn’t sure how to top that. And I gave Foley something way too goofy for her birthday, so I needed to figure out how to balance that. Chase suggested…

Even though we’re no-grain there’s a jar of white flour in the cupboard. It’s a vital part of a lot of my crafting, mostly in flour glue for papier mâché. What I forgot that it’s great for, until recently, was salt dough. I used to sculpt a lot, with polymer clay. I still have a good bunch of polymer clay, but most of it is old and pretty much useless (the problem with an attic being your studio, there’s a lot of extreme temperatures). So when I got the bug…

Hey, 2012 happened, what?!

I tend to feel like I don’t make enough or do enough creative work. Compared to the output I used to do, I don’t. I try to remind myself that it’s okay! I work a fulfilling, creative job and sleep more and am pretty much happy. But it bums me out, especially since so many folks I know are constantly pumping out notable, awesome work. So when I sat down with my Flickr archive for this year (because Flickr has been my memory bank for years now), I didn’t expect…

Focus month: Optics, half and two thirds

Only ten days left in the month and I’ve only two of my hoped-for four eyepiece things done.  That is fine! Now that TBA (a ten-day art fest that we went to almost every day) is over I can hopefully whip them out. The first one I wanted to go as far away as I could from steampunk-ness.  It’s a costume piece, not a useful one, but I like it.  I had endless fun creating the density of surface embellishment. There’s movement to the red lens, at least, which I…

Focus month: nails

This month is my birthday month, so the focus is going to be something I am so all about: nails. Sometime between 2006-ish, when I was still scared of the makeup aisle and spent evenings pretending I wasn’t following white rabbit hyperlinks about drag, false lashes, makeup and hair falls to the summer of 2009 when I started painting my nails about once a week (though I didn’t start doing it regularly each week for a while), I got over it. “It” being my gender presentation and self-perception. Which is…