The dust has settled and I am slowly cleaning up my apartment from the mania of 12 Days of Crafting and prepping and so on. I’m not going to lie, I had nightmares the entire week before that I wouldn’t be able to sell a single item or that no one would like anything. I am relieved and so very thankful to say that my first craft fair was a success. I am very much looking forward to participating in many more, that is right after I restock my inventory!
I did much better than I anticipated. There is a glimmer of hope that I could quite possibly continue to do what I do… and, wait for it, make a living off of doing what I love doing the most: making.
Here are some pictures from my table. I hope you enjoy! I have some items left, so if you are looking for Christmas gifts, search no further! Feel free to contact me!
I am nerdy excited about these little cards. Most, if not all of my friends are foodies of sorts. In fact, when I used to work at Johnson’s Backyard Garden some of us would try to come up with cute veggie sayings and jokes. I have been wanting to make cute little cards like these for a long time.
I find that most Hallmark cards are too cheesy and some locally made cards are just a tad too snarky. I am not too particularly concerned if anybody even buys these at the Bluebonnet Bazaar this coming Saturday, because to be honest, I will use them all!
Anyway, the images are prints or watercolors/drawings that I have done. I hope you like!
This post is dedicated to Barbara Dowling. I will say right now that this one may not be eloquent or well written but please know that it is particularly dear to my heart and particularly difficult to write. I know I have mentioned Barbara Dowling in the past. She was my stained glass professor at the School of Museum of Fine Arts, Boston. She was far more than just a professor though. She was one charged glass of water who became my mentor in art, men, life, etc. She introduced me to the glass world, taught me to take creative risks, and the ground work to the business of the art world. But to a young woman coming into her own, she taught me that it was okay to be myself. Coming from a high school experience that sent me home crying every day coupled with teenage years that lacked a creative mother figure, she guided me while I figured out who I was. She helped me find the balance between my incredibly wild side and just as incredibly sensitive side. The one thing I cannot thank Barbara enough for was helping me reconnect and build a strong relationship with my mother.
I got word last week that Barbara passed away. I am still a part of the email thread that spread the word and while everyone is sending their condolences, I find myself completely unable to say anything on the thread, but yet, I can write here. I didn’t shed a tear when I first got the news, but I find as I type this note with every key stroke I fall more and more apart.
I realize that this is Day 10 of the 12 Days of Crafting and not the 10 run on sentences of sadness, but it’s Christmas time and we should be celebrating the ones we love, whether they are here or not.
When I got the news of Barbara’s passing, I pulled out pictures, notes from her lectures, and a few remaining stained glass projects I had packed away. One project I found was a box of glass bells. As many of you know, I play music. When I was in college, I was just really starting to perform and have shows. Barbara challenged me to make music with my visual art. I ended up making a collection of 50 glass bells. I hung them in a few trees in the park where there was lots of foot traffic and spent hours recording the sounds of the glass bells clinking together in the breeze, cracking against each other, crashing on the concrete, and the comments of passers by.
I have since lost the audio and photos of this project, but I have a few remaining bells. I have turned these bells into candle holders. I want to share these with the world and hope that they bring light to someone else’s life like Barbara brought light to mine.
The other day I briefly mentioned projects that were once started, forgotten, and found to finally be finished… today I would like to revisit that topic. Over a year ago, I had begun to fashion these adorable little ornaments out of spheres and scraps of fabric. The idea was to string to them together to make a garland of sorts. As the glue dried, the thought occurred to me that the fabric I used was bold enough for these little critters to stand alone as individuals, but to do so they needed just a bit of flair.
Unfortunately, they got packed up in boxes when my lease was up, put in storage, moved, unpacked, and then sat waiting for the day to be completed. This past week, they all had their days. The combination of the pressure of a craft fair, fumbling through craft books, and an already nagging idea that I had, my vision finally came to life. They needed dangley bits! (yes, I meant for that to be as ridiculous as it sounded.)
A little bit of embroidery floss, pom poms, and tassels were just want the doctor ordered. They are a bit over the top but I think that is what makes them so fun! The little bling bling that your Christmas Tree needs!
Today, I have been an emailing mad woman trying to get all sorts of events and gigs lined up for 2015. All my coffee started to set in and I got so wrapped up that I completely lost track of time and forgot that I hadn’t posted Day 8! Yikes!
I will have lots of embroidered hand towels available this coming Saturday at the Bluebonnet Bazaar! Make sure to click through the slide show!
Again, I apologize for the short post. I need to get ready for work. (Yes, work work. Not quite ready to quite the “day job” and start crafting full time)
An apple a day keeps the doctor a way! I had a relative who lived to be 103 and I asked her, “what’s your secret?” She said, “Go for awalk every morning. Then they say to eat an apple a day, but I don’t really like apples all that much unless they’re in pie. I make sure to have a couple tablespoons of ground flaxseed in the morning and a glass of wine every afternoon. If you don’t have wine, a brandy will do.”
Well, in honor of her, I have put together a brandied apple butter that will be available next Saturday at the Bluebonnet Bazaar.
(I apologize that this is such a short post, but I am so into the little crafty creation that I am making right now that I won’t want to be away too long!)
Out of all the things I put in jars, lemon curd is the one thing that sometimes doesn’t even make it into the jars. I started making lemon curd for my Mothers Birthday, which happens to be in close proximity to Mothers Day, and after sampling it to make sure taste and consistency was right, I found my new addiction. Not much has changed since I started making lemon curd a few years ago. I actually started doubling my recipe in order to really nail down the quality control!
My other favorite part of making lemon curd is swirling stirring the mixture until it sets, hence the video above! Make sure to mark your calendars for the Bluebonnet Bazaar on Saturday, December 13th because the jars are limited!
I started experimenting with embroidered wall art a few months ago by making simple ones with mason jars on them as a little extra to go with my canned good gift baskets. After posting a picture on Instagram, I started getting requests for custom pieces like the one in one of my previous posts, Mission: Commission.
I have some hanging in my craft area at my apartment. Of course, I have one of my mason jar ones. I also am happy to feature a few others as well in this post, although I will certainly have more at the Bluebonnet Bazaar this coming December 13th. This is just a little teaser to get you through until the big day!
It is no secret that I love beets. I love them pickled, roasted, fried, and tattooed on my leg, boiled, you name it. Beyond the delightful taste, the brilliant colors have always been something that has gotten me too. I don’t even mind my hands being pink for days. So now that beets are in season, it should be no surprise that I am picking them up at the farmers market like they are going out of style. This past Sunday, I stopped by the Johnson’s Backyard Garden booth and loaded up on about 5 pounds of beets in order to whip up a batch of my Lemon and Clove Pickled Beets!
I find that beets are always on the sweeter side when they are pickled, because of the amount of sugar that is in them naturally. I like to play off of the sweetness with a little bit of tartness from the lemon and the slightest spice from cloves. Cloves and lemon can both be tricky because a little bit can go a long way, not to mention, paired with the wrong beet, it can turn into a bitter situation. I find that this early in the winter season, the beets are perfect: small and sweet.
These pints will be available at the Bluebonnet Bazaar on December 13th! They are great in salads and sandwiches (think peppery arugula and goat cheese) or just right out of the jar!
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I have a vivid memory from my childhood of cobalt blue glass bottles lined up on the sill of my mothers office window at the house I grew up in. I remember how the light looked shining through during every part of the day. I asked my mother why she had all these bottles with nothing in them. Her response was simple. “I love them. I just do. Look at how blue they are.” I never felt that it ever needed any other explaining. Twenty plus years later, I am just like my mother, collecting bottles just to see the light twinkle through the blues, greens, and aged clears.
A while back a friend had stumbled across a collection of old, dusty medicine bottles that were stacked along an old mans barn. I think he got 3 or 4 cases of these bottles. Well, being my mothers daughter I jumped on the chance to get my hands on a few of these these.
These lost bottles have now been found and given a home. I have a few scattered around my living room and bedroom, but admittedly there were a few, particularly the darker brown bottles, that I wanted to give some character and color to, since they didn’t go with anything in my apartment. I decided like any crafty girl to add some ribbon, I held back on the glitter, and to stick with the old theme, I added some dried babies breath and miniature roses. On the brown bottles, instead of adding ribbon, I tied antique lace that I had acquired from an estate sale. Simple but definitely brightens up these little bottles and adds a feminine touch.