Burn Down the Mission

I'm on a mission. Getting ready for the Day of the Dead show at Guardino Gallery, where I'm slated to have a few pieces included. Feeling the pressure.

Oddly, whatever direction I *thought* I was going in this week has not quite worked out. One dead end or minor catastrophe after another. Thought I was going to spend today modeling paperclay skulls, but I put on Tumbleweed Connection and found out Bernie and Elton had other plans. I sort of fell down their mysterious rabbit hole and ended up cutting, hammering, pickling and filing little copper heart charms.

Sometimes you just have to smash apart all your ideas or expectations and start over. So.... go ahead. Burn, burn, burn, burn down the mission walls and see what happens!One of these folky prim heart charms will adorn the chest of my Catrina doll which is being reworked a little for this show. She's decided to take a darker turn and get on a little more bling.

Skull Rattle Wands- WIP

Summer is winding down and it's time to start thinking about Halloween and Day of the Dead. These will be calavera skull rattle wands. 

Successfully solved a very basic but frustrating construction problem today that will allow them to actually rattle. Now, how to stabilize the necks better than the ones I made last year. Time to break out the Apoxie Sculpt?

Button Love

I have a mad screaming passion for vintage buttons. I look for them wherever I go. Had my eyeballs peeled at the Plucky Maidens Junk Fest on Thursday, but didn't really see any. Maybe they've had their heyday and I'm just behind the curve? If so, too bad... because I adore them.

I especially love to wrap them around my wrists... simply crocheted on C-Lon cord. Here's my most recent creation... a dainty little bracelet, all in white.

 Each button is different, some shell, some glass. The closure is a loop over a white shoe button.

A few that I chose for this piece are especially worn and aged, a little grimy even. One glass button was actually unearthed in my backyard, and I left some of the dirt in the pattern crevices on purpose.

This little strand was a birthday gift for my daughter-in-law, Nicole, and it looked just perfect on... but I forgot to photograph her adorned wrist before she left today!

Voodoo Dada

A little Father's Day voodoo is in order! A few of my "voodoo aliens" have been gifted to some of the awesome men I know, because you just can't give a *pretty* or girly doll to a guy. This one was made for my own extra-special Dad...

 The body is made of an old wool Navy blanket and the right eye is a button off my dad's own Navy uniform from the late 1940's. I've been carrying that button around for years. Some other details and charms are specific to some of my dad's skills, accomplishments and interests. He used to have his pilot's license and owned a small plane, hence the propeller up top. There are also some bits of fishing tackle, gears and skeleton keys... just random generally "manly" trinkets. A vintage clock hand makes a great necktie.

Dad has always been a musician, so I added a guitar pick and musical notes. He was a swimming instructor/coach for many years... and later, a driver training instructor.

The car and swimmer pins are Webelos pins. The wheelbarrow Monopoly token, made into a charm, represents Dad's love of gardening.

Clipped from one of his sister's old report cards, the family last name was signed in pencil, by his mother. He likes to feed and watch hummingbirds, so I added a coin charm with that image.

No one under 35 knew what this thing was! If you don't know, ask your grandma..;-]

Old spoon handle (left leg) was dug from the ground on the property where my dad has lived since he was 6-yrs-old.

A little less stress... a little more inspiration.

Really wanted to work on a doll today, so spread out my drop cloth and got out the gesso to prep for a layer of paper clay on this partially finished papier mache' piece...

But then I just froze up. Think I've seriously lost my creative mojo, people. Life has been ultra weird lately and the stress level is high all around me. So, I left the doll laying cold on the slab and decided instead to spend the rest of the day looking EvErYwHeRe for some spark of inspiration.

Color does it every time. Is there anything better than this bright chartreuse next to the deep purple-y blue of the pansies?

Woody... omnipresent, but aging considerably of late.

I love you, Kenilworth Ivy. I love how you pop up everywhere and that you will never leave me, no matter what I do.

Ceramic acorns from Holland.

Back inside... I turned to (what else?) chocolate...

And then... even asked for a little help from Kitchen Jesus. The window sash he stands on came from an English church.

Supplies? Unfinished projects? Things that normally get my juices flowing?

Vintage things? Patterns and images that I love?

Oddities and funky things that inhabit my studio shelves?

Temporarily distracted again by deliciousness (well, and color)... 
AND... back full-circle, to the original project I was trying to force upon myself.

Her torso speaks volumes. I'll cover her in gesso another day.