Why do I do this shit?

So here is the thing for me when I start crafting things. I don't really think about what I am doing. It just kinda goes, and goes, and goes. Shit some days it will go so long that I become obsessed with it. Especially if it is new and shiny.

One of the most difficult things for me, is to stick to one type of thing at a time. I will bounce between jewelry, and leather and feathers, and glass etching. I can't fucking stay still. For me to stay still is to die an unfulfilled life.

For me, I think that constantly moving and changing and learning is what it is all about. I love to challenge myself and see if I can fabricate an item or many. I like to figure ways around making totally unrelated components fit together like they were never meant to be apart. And yes, sometimes this takes tons of frustration and blood and tears and throwing shit across the room. It's okay.

I actually have a 'I'll work on this when I am no longer pissed' pile. This tends to save several of my otherwise scrapped projects. I suggest that you start one too.

It'll really help. Promise.

Feathers and fucked up priorities...

I hate feathers. I hate them with the flaming passion of a thousand fiery suns. I hate them so much that I can't wait to play with them again! I know that it doesn't make any sense, but I love the colors, and the way they flow and the different textures.

And these colorful bastards are the reason I had to go and get a hot glue gun. I haven't used one of those in like 15 years. I even have a gnarly scar on my hand from a glue gun mishap in the 5th grade. Now you may ask yourself, 'Why was a 5th grader playing with a hot glue gun?'

 Well I was in Catholic School, and things got a little crazy there.  

So I am trying my best to keep ahead of my busy festival season, and hopefully churn out some pretty cool shit that you guys will love. I started with feather barrettes and then moved onto the kick-ass burner style headdresses. Yes, the pink and black one even has lights! So I set up at a craft show a few weeks ago, and it was a total shit show. I think there were like a total of 300 people all weekend including the staff of the venue and the vendors. So it sucked. I made $10. And not in that 'Hey, at least I covered my expenses' way. $10 not even enough to cover gas to get back and forth to the event. So I haven't had a chance to get too much feedback on the feathers yet.

One of the worst thing about working with feathers, is that little bits of them get everywhere! Yep even in your underwear. I don't know how they managed it, but I am still cleaning feathery bits out of places better not mentioned.  I know my husband will be happy as a pig in shit when I get done with these. But jokes on him...I am never going to be done with these! Ha!

So now it's back to the bench/table/clean spot on the floor to get these pretties all ready to wear!

So here it is. I have a home now where I can share my shit about crafting. The stupid things I do and the lessons that I learned, and then had to re-learn again along the way. Why? Because the hot glue gun is hot, Stupid!

I'll try to keep things interesting, and show off some of the things I am attempting to make. Let me back up just a little bit. I have tons of hobbies, and I like to make tons of crap. And I even sell some of the stuff I make which allows me to go and buy more stuff to make more crap. Now don't get me wrong, I do not think that the things I make are shitty, but I use the term 'crap' to define the random and sometimes huge piles of supplies that anyone who has crafted anything tends to accrue. I am terribly proud of my art and of the trials and tribulations of making it out of random and sometimes unrelated things.

Hell, I may even toss in a tutorial or 2 when I can remember to take pictures of the process...