Saturday, January 29, 2011

Freaky, Mom! Freaky!

So I put the new eyeballs on my bird and you know what my kids said? Ewww! Freaky, MOM! Those eyes are huge! They're bug eyes! Well, as much as I tried to convince them that they eyes were the most beautiful thing on this Earth next to Webkinz they weren't having it. And truth be told I wasn't crazy about how they protruded away from the head in certain areas. Note to self- maybe plan this in earlier, like when shaping the head! Knowing the perfectionist inside of me I knew it wouldn't suffice. I'd see nothing else on that bird but where the eyeballs didn't quite touch the head and it would be like an itch I couldn't ignore.

So here's the bird with eyelids! Birds have eyelids, Don't they? Well this one does! I ran it past my panel of judges and I got one- "Awesome, Mom, really cool!" And one "Still freaky, Mom!". I'm going with it, though. Time to move on.

Today I ordered frit. In our little downtown area there's a stain glass shop. The owner let me sort through boxes of scrap and I came up with two piles of glass that I think when mixed up and crushed will make lovely material to work with. Oh- yeah, frit is crushed up glass, if you didn't already know. I didn't. I just learned of it this past summer. I'm using it on the leaves that decorate big little lady's gown.

Ok, that's all for now. I have pile of laundry. I just made the Mr. mad because I disagreed with his decree that the bathroom remodel could wait until the girls were old enough to close the shower curtain over better. I couldn't help it- I had my say and now he's mad. Guess we'll have to see how long he can be mad. I'm just saying....I can wait to make up a lot longer than he can....oh, by the way... how do you like my Valentine theme for my blog background????

Monday, January 24, 2011

I'm not God but I did make bird eyes!

Ok, I'm going to make this quick! I'm in the middle of my first ever architectural rendering and there is a real client waiting for this masterpiece so I have to figure out how to turn this trainwreck around. (That means that so far things are not going well.)

And, yes, I did hesitate before I used that title for this post. Insert my mother's voice saying "Christine! That's sacreligious!" But what the heck, its all in jest! Right? So that makes the sacreligious part O.K., right? Right?

Anyhow- I made eyes for the bird and they were super easy!!!! Want to know how? Ok!

Almost anything I could ever imagine (and that's a lot) can be made of items purchased from my local art store, grocery store or one of my favorite places- the hardwares store. I like to walk down the aisles and look at all the weird parts and pieces they imagine I might need and instead, imagine all the other things they could be!

Actually, most of this came from my local grocery/home goods store. Thumbtacks, brads, nail polish and markers is all it took to make these eyes. Yep, plain old .49 cent thumb tacks will give me a way to doubly make sure these eyes will stick on my bird. Brads will give me some defination because our iris do sit slightly on top of the white part of our eye and our eyes are not completely smooth.

I used marker on top of the thumb tack. I carefully criss-crossed the lines and then went along the outside with olive green. My advice- don't over think this, the nailpolish mixed my colors together and while you couldn't tell I had a plan of action in the coloring, I still liked the result.

I clipped the working ends off the brads so that I just had the rounded top. I used clear nail polish to glue the brad to the thumbtack. I put some under the brad before placing it on the tack. I decided to make them slightly off to one side and dropped off center. I recommend that you use Sally Hansen brand clear nail polish- why? Because it makes me think of my Grandma. It was her favorite brand and she was the coolest person in the world.

I brushed the nailpolish across the top but tried to make it pool up where the brad joins the thumb tack. to lessen the height difference. I let that coat dry and then repeated the process several times. The hardest part was allowing enough time to dry- patience is not my virtue.

While waiting I decided to experiment with the glitter dots. I picked these up out of the scrapbooking department just in case the thumbtacks didn't work out. These would be fun for bug or reptile eyes. So that's it! Let them harden up a day or two, they might look dry but as I just found out- looks can be deceiving!

Now, just because I can't help's a pair of eyes I did not create (Thanks, God.) but get to look at every day and know that I had a part in bringing into this world and maybe have just a little part in putting that smile on her face.

Ok, have to run and check my inbox so that icon will quit blinking at me. I'm sure its Chinamommy apologizing for all but ignoring me while she cleans her dumb ole basement! HEY, Chinamommy! GET OUT of the basement and call me but give me time to answer because I'm in MY basement! Have a great week, everyone!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Look at this face! I just want to pinch those cheeks!

I started right away to repair the broken bird. I was very dedicated and I have to say I'm pleased to report everything A-ok, in the end. Well, maybe not my broken rump but there's only so much that can be done about that- without surgery or worse- exercise.

I thought I'd pick up a brush and apply some color to big little lady's gown but there must still be some thinking to do because instead I found myself working on her eylids- which turned into lower lids and nose and forhead and eyes.

And here she is ready to speak to me (and you) and say something so very important. She is- just look at those eyes!

I'm a little afraid she's going to say "Hey! Why'd ya make my nose so big?" But I am prepared to tell her its just perfect. Those cheeks! Those lips! I can't wait to have her develop even more. But wait I will, its been another hellish week at work. I don't know what the economy has been in your part of the world but here, in Michigan, at my firm- we're way understaffed and running with the heat turned down way low. But, we're here, the doors are open and we trudge along.

One question that is nagging at me- what will I do with her hair? Really! I have only one idea and am not particularly sure that is the best one, at that. I will thicken up her neck-just a bit, not much. I don't want to get too realistic because, well, reality sucks! Ask my sore rump!

Next up will be her hands. I am putting that off because we all know hands are hard. I suspect they may actually be easier to sculpt than draw. I'll let you know. Then I have to figure out how to permanently attach the bird. Do I screw through the hands into the bird? Use glue? use glue and screws? Right now I have an extra long twist tie holding the bird in place.

I will hold my breath the whole time I am figuring this out, I promise, because- well, I'm jsut saying if my follower in France or my follower in Auckland hears a piercing scream off in the far, far distance they can be sure its me and something bad happened. But let us think positive and perhaps say a teeny prayer that all goes well. Right? Anyhoo, hope you all are well, warm and cozy and looking forward to Spring. I am!

Monday, January 17, 2011

What's on my mind?

Why, everything of course. I'm a dyslexic thinker. Right now I'm thinking I spelled that wrong but last time I used spell check it froze my computer. Not because my spelling is so bad that the work was too hard but because I have D I A L .....UP........oh, sorry, I fell asleep there for a minute. Seriously, thanks to dial up I get a lot of crafting done. How? Well, I wander off and work while I'm waiting for the page to load. I really have to work on getting cable.

Speaking of 'working on' (cuz that would be a hubby decision, I'm not messing with his 'channels') did anyone see the commercial for desparate housewives where Eva Longoria's husband walks in and she says 'Hi honey, ready for some lunch?" and he says "I just opened the credit card bill" and she quickly replies "Did I say lunch? I meant SEX!" Who ever wrote that line sure put a smile on my this woman's face!

But let's talk about my big find this last week. The world's most beautiful ribbon right in a store here in Grand Rapids!

I spent over 30.00 just on ribbon. Well, of course I had to have two yards of everything and of every color I liked. Eva Longoria can have her Jimmy Chu's, I want this ribbon!

What am I going to do with it..... I don't have a clue. Or I didn't, anyways. I just knew that if I could create an art doll using this as the inspiration than it would be by default, the most beautiful doll in the world. See how I get? Giddy. Shoes don't do that for me. (But I still like them, don't worry, I am somewhat a normal woman.)

Ok, so that's all I have to say about that and yes, I do picture Forrest Gump when I say that. I have to work today. We got slammed with work last week and everything is due....well, it just all needs to get done this week- deadlines! Have a great week and if you need any information on what the everyday woman is using to keep herself and her house beautiful go to my friend's blog- she's hot on that topic right now.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

My friend Mel said this.....

"Yesterday I mentioned lipstick and I think some of you started salivating at the thought. See, I've always been quite the connoisseur of all things lip related. It comes from a deeply ingrained truth from ..."

That's all the blog reader would show but I was captivated....a deeply ingrained truth.....Hmmmm, I've got some of those... and definatley some of those are tied to lipstick. For instance, it was a deeply ingrained truth to me that my mother thought if you ran a brush through your hair and applied a quick layer of very bright lipstick that you were presentation ready. I have so many images of her....rushing out the door,in her wrinkle free polyester pants and cotton tee shirt- screaming at my father to get in the car- they were late..., we were always late for everything, but we could never leave until my father had his coffee in his travel mug, warmend up and ready to go. He had his routine that had to happen before we could leave the drive. Long sleeve shirt with a t- shirt underneath, coat, sunglasses, hat. He would have already checked his pocket for his wallet, maybe even flipped it open to see if his driver's license was in it. It always was. I always wondered why he was so concerned about being legal. As if the wandering policeman had a radar that told him when drivers would go by with or without that little piece of plastic on their person. As if our maroon station wagon with two adults and two children clearly visible would signal that same police officer that trouble was afoot even though we maintained a steady 54mph. We were sly like that- maintaing the casual appearance of an everyday family- man, woman, boy and girl. Yep, we were real good at looking normal and hiding.....well, ok, we weren't hiding anything but it sure was a good thing the driver had his license anyways.

Its funny, the things seen out of children's eyes. That's how truths become ingrained, I believe. We see. We see the action, the reaction and the consequence. For instance- Mom shaving her legs in the car = danger + embarrassement for her daughter. Ingrained truth= lack of planning leads to poor grooming. So true. How do I know its really true? Well, this apple didn't fall too far from the tree. And a little lipstick really does go a long way some mornings.

So, I wonder what could Mel be talking about. Well, have to go see. Except that my dialup (D*I*A*L - U*P)doesn't like her 'shabby blog" background so I'll have to wait till I get to work (high speed) to check out her blog. Hmm, maybe one of you could go check out her blog and tell me what ingrained truth she has associated with lipstick. It promises to be good. And probably Mom related...yikes, risky...

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Woman Down! Art Broken!

I was supposed to be showing you a picture like this.....

...because I spent last week concentrating hard on getting small details to a point where I could finally paint the damn bird. Things like creating a nice edge between the cut area (belly) and the body. Oh, yeah, I told you how I overwound the first music box mechanism and searched all over for a new one right at Christmas then wondered how I would ever get her off of one and onto the other, right? Well I did all that but then worried about it happening again so rather than just gluing the ballerina/music mechanism and ornament in I figured out a way to make it removable.

Yeah- it was a real brain buster and let me tell you my house is a wreck/bills are unpaid/everything has been neglected. So I got through all of this finagle-ing petrified the whole time that I would break something and it would be unrepairable. Literally- at one point I was using gas grill lighter to melt plastic to create a "plate". I'm telling you, after this I am qualified to be lost on a deserted tropical island with a a group of people (think Gilligan's Island here) and I will make things out of tree fronds and sea weed to help us survive in comfort. Just don't ask me to cook- leave that up to Marianne.
I digress, again.

So, yesterday I painted the bird. Then I repainted it. Then I rubbed it, painted it, rubbed it, adjusted the color and said "Oh, my God, I love it!" Then, later when it was dry, I grabbed the bird, my soda-pop and headed for my lower level to take many pictures to show you all.

Ever fallen down a flight of stairs? It happens quick. The soda pop launced against the wall and the bird took flight. It was similar to the episode of WKRP (don't worry if this doesn't ring any bells- it was a 1980's sitcom- loved Less Nessman) where they thought it would be a good promotion to do a turkey drop out of a helicopter not knowing turkeys don't fly well. My bird didn't fly well, either.

My bird was broken on both wings and tail feathers. The plastic bulb protecting the ballerina had a split in it. And this morning I noticed that even tiny ballerina is in need of repair as both of her arms have hairline fractures. Arrgh, doesn't begin to describe my chagrin.

I might have yelled a bit. Especially when no one came running to see why I screamed the first time. And with soda pop pooling up on the new carpet I knew I had to deal with that quickly. So, I had to crawl up the stairs and limp into the bathroom to get a towel and get back to the toxic spill which I managed to do all of that before my Karate Champ Kalya brought me three tiny paper towels from the kitchen. Before you think badly of the nine year old let me tell you that the 7 1/2 year old never left the computer even though she heard me screaming for towels. Worse yet- hubby was in the garage and 'just thought Kalya spilled something again' and never bothered to check. I love them all though, I do.

I might not have been so upset except that I loved, loved, loved the way the wings turned out. I've never done feathers before. Not out of anything, paint or paper clay. I kinda thought if I could do this then it must be true that I could do anything. But the Chris Factor is never to be minimized, never.

Thank goodness that 'Chris' is a really determined chick. I have already started to repair the bird and it is turning out well so far. I will not be defeated by a horizontal trip down a flight of stairs. I will however use the guilt of a broken Mama to torture my family. I asked Brooke if she would rub my broken butt and she did answer "eeewww, uhh, errr, MAYBE!" in a squished up, raggedy voice that let me know that even though she would never forgive me for making her- she was kinda, somewhat willing to make my pain a little less. Ahh, the power a Momma has....brings me back to all those times I saw my Mother in her underwear and had to go to my happy place to get past it. Fluffy white bunnies, fluffy white bunnies....

Saturday, January 1, 2011

On Christmas Eve I met up with gal pal Chinamommy. We are always excited to exchange gifts because we know if we like it the other person will too. We try very hard not to spend a lot of money but rather get something that speaks to the other's personality and unique (very unique) style.

I think Chinamommy did a fabulous job- don't you? Look at the ultra cool little wallet she found for me. I'm going to visit this site to see what other goodies this company makes.
Do you like me in this pic? She called it my blinky eyed look. I corrected her and told her its a tick- my whole dang family will be at my house tomorrow- this is how it affects me.

I bought her an Amy Butler sewing kit. She's excited to finally get sewing. I told her don't worry- there are patterns in there and I thought you could do something clever with them if the sewing bit doesn't happen.
Earlier this year I went crazy over industrial chic jewelry and decided she must also partake of this trend. Afte all- what's good for me is good for her!

This little doll is from Karen Brown's Christmas line. I love her style. Love. I bought two because they remind me of us.

I like this picture. I think it says- "Vote for me- you can trust in me!"

Which leads straight into this picture and truthfully I don't remember what we were discussing but just as she snapped this I was thinking "Yes, indeed, Chinamommy, Poop happens." Really- that's what I was thinking.