My lovely Aunt Anita was kind enough to send me a bunch of old and dead watches for my ever growing love of steam punk art. There was one watch in particular that she warned me I was getting, not wanting to spoil the surprise I forbade her from revealing its glory before I got it in the mail. All the information she gave up was that it was gaudy and straight outta the 70's. I might have squealed a little and possibly did a little happy dance, but I don't have to ever confirm or deny those facts. (Who am I kidding? We all know I did that and possibly tossed a handful of glitter in the air and danced under it.)
I patiently waited for the mail to come. Once it did come, I nearly ripped the box into two very distinct pieces the moment I got my hands on it. The other watches suddenly seemed less important. Don't you dare think I didn't cherish each one for their guts after my eyes soaked up the glory of the mystery 70's watch. I digress! I present to you... my magical 70's watch.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
I'll tell ya exactly what I do, I make stuff I have never attempted. What exactly is that? Jewelry. I've been on quite a jewelry kick lately (mostly rings) and have tried quite a few methods of making different little pretties. The various metal mediums have caught my attention. The two different styles are crazy different, kind of a pain in the ass to accomplish and frankly... pretty charming once finished. Slicing my fingers with the thin wire and later gluing them together with all purpose glue that is a total bitch to get off a are only two of the problems I encountered, but I think it was well worth the struggles to get to the end result.