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Thursday, December 29, 2011

Monster Returns, the mini-saga

I know this isn't about art, but its probably one of the most important things that has happened to me in a long time so I felt that I should share it here. 

I was sitting in my room making jewelry, chatting on facebook and watching a movie on Netflix. A typical sleepless night. Out of no where I hear Monster's meow, there isn't another one like it. I call out her name and she meows again and then a third time. I know i can't put this one off to an auditory hallucination. But why did it sound like it was coming from my room? i tore the place apart looking for her, but found nothing. My heart pounding a little faster I went back to what I'd been doing.
Then again I heard her voice, i called back and she answered, i kept this up following the sound of her voice through the house. She sounded so close! I came to the front door and again she called to me. My ears could hear her but my eyes betrayed me in the inky blackness. I couldn't see her anywhere and she would not come into the house on her own.
I put out some food and went back to my room unsure as to my next move. After what I will admit was a short while, i got back up and went outside in stocking feet with nothing warm but a hoody and started calling her name.
i went into the dark, following her voice as she hid under cars while calling out to me. Then i heard her voice in the barn. She had slipped in through the crack under the door. I of course followed her in calling the whole time as she called back.
i got so close to her i know if i'd had a light i could have grabbed her.
i crawled over broken glass and through tight rusty shelving units, all the while getting closer to her voice...
then she stopped talking. I froze. I couldn't stop now. So i decided to wait her out. I knew she was determined to come home tonight or she wouldn't have kept calling for me.
so i laid down in the middle of the barn with all the lights off and just started a dialogue with her about how i missed her and it was time to come home. Every once in a while i would call out her name.
She started answering me again. i heard her outside the barn so i rushed out and pulled the door closed behind me.
her voice echoed across the property and i honed in on it, slowly echo locating it brought me to a pile of wood. i crawled into the pile talking to her the whlole time in soothing tones as she called back.
finally i got her to rub her head on my hand and i grabbed her as fast as i could.
she half heartedly struggled and then clung to me for dear life as i ran back to the house and into our room where i deposited her on the bed. she hopped down and ate some food which made me soo happy. If she's feeding herself and hungry despite how emaciated she is, i know that she can get better. 
And now here she sits on my lap as I type this purring away.

Because flowers are awesome

Here are some more resin-filled bottle cap, flower hair pieces that i sewed together. I hope you enjoy them.

If you are interested in taking one of these little ladies home they are available for purchase from my Facebook group Bliss Wear

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Because armbands are sexy

Flowers aren't just for your hair anymore. I have just designed two types of flowered arm bands, one is on a leather band and closes with a bead/loop closure and the other type is wrap around and can be either worn as an arm band or a bracelet. Each flower is hand sewn to a felt backing for added stability and flare. At the center of each flower is a hand hammered bottle cap with a resin embedded image for permanence.

If you are interested in purchasing any of the above they are all available through my facebook group.
Bliss Wear