Nov 22, 2012

miniature houses

I received the missing piece from the house printers tray in the mail today (along with some extra free goodies! The folks at Twiddleybitz are beyond amazing!).
Anyway I have finished the miniature project so I can start on the tray. Excited. I just hope my ideas in my head look as good in reality :) I'll keep you posted on how I am going.
Here are the houses. The pack is called Wisteria Lane, but I think I will call mine "Whimsy Lane" (thanks to Stephen and Ant for the compliments on my touch of "Whimsy" in my work).
2,4,6 Whimsy Lane. Which house would you live in?

No.4 has the black kitty. You can't see in this photo but he has sparkly yellow eyes.

Notice the little birdie perched on no.6's roof?

The kit comes with just the raw houses and the windows and doors. The rest is from various Scrapmatts laser cuts I have been collecting over the years.
Next project...the printers tray!

Nov 21, 2012

My art space and more crafty things..

Hi there. 
Just thought I'd show you a couple of projects I've finished. One is the Advent Calendar and the other is a cute little mixed media canvas I whipped up late one night. 
Oh and also I have included a photo of my art table, in case you were wondering where I create all these
So here is the Advent Calendar... (oh, apologies in advance for the horrendous quality of the photos. I am yet to find a spot in my house where I can take good pics)

Now I just need to decide what to put in all those little drawers!

Here is the canvas..

Isn't it super cute? Not normally my type of style, but I thought I'd give it a go and now I am kind of in love with it. It's all paper layers and paint, watercolour crayons, pitt pens, stamps, and rub-ons. Something like I do in my Art Journal, but on canvas. Oh and I know the saying is one of the most cliché out there "Home is where the heart is" but I like it and I think it is totally true.

So here is what you've been waiting for (lol) my art/craft space. Not everything is in this photo, I have a couple of little shelves down on the right side of the table filled with stuff, but you get to see where I work anyway :) I know it's cluttered, but that's how I like it, because everything is within my reach. Handy for when you are working with wet and drying things. 
As you can see, my art journal is there open to my latest page, which is actually a re-do on one I made earlier which I hated, so I stuck one of my poems over it and drew in the waves with my watercolour crayons. Then drew in some bubbles and spray with white pen. I wont explain what everything on the table is, it would take too long..but the table is really cool. We found it at a second hand shop. it can be raised and lowered and tilted! 
So that's my space. My happy place :)
My painting place is was down in the dungeon garage which is in the process of being sorted out so I will have my painting place back again soon..yay!

My next project was supposed to be the printers tray house but when I opened it I discovered a missing piece essential to the putting together of it. So I am waiting for the makers to send me a replacement part. In the mean time,  I am working on some miniature houses.

Nov 15, 2012

Nov 12, 2012

When do you let go?

I am struggling with the concept that my one and only son is growing up. 
Recently we celebrated his 12th birthday and while I acknowledge that yes, he is becoming a teenager, he is still my little boy. Having gone through all the heartbreak of failed IVF treatments, I guess I am being a little clingy to the only child I will ever have given life to. You can understand that..can't you? 
He has been bugging us lately, asking if he can go for a walk on his own down to the beach. The beach which is probably a three minute walk away, but to a mothers eyes, miles and miles. I am not paranoid in thinking that anything could happen while he was down there without one of us to watch over him. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not one of those mothers that wraps their child in cotton wool and never lets them do anything. He does have a lot of freedom. It's just that the beach opens up of whole new protective feeling in me that I do not really know what to do with. Should I let him go and stand on the balcony fretting until I see him walking back up the street? Or secretly follow him down there and keep out of sight ninja style? Or do I just refuse his requests? All kinds of thoughts enter my head when I think of him down there, alone. There are nasty people out there who would see my son as a easy target. 
I think about the parents of Daniel Newcomb, a boy who disappeared in this area and was never heard of again until recently when his murderer was caught and showed police where he buried the boy. He was nothing but a pile of bones by then. He was 14, my son is only 12. And even though he knows karate, he is kinda puny. I'm his mother, I'm allowed to say
 Apart from my fear of him being taken, he does have Aspergers, no road sense at all, I mean...a dog has more road sense than him. And he walks around completely oblivious of his surroundings at times. I know he is getting older and frustrated at what he sees as me being over protective, but I just don't think he is ready. My Husband thinks he is. Maybe I am being a wee over protective, but in this day and age, sadly, I think I am justified.
So when is it the right time to let go?