When I was about 16, I had made some hair sticks and barrettes and things using pheasant feathers and was selling them. There was one barrette that I absolutely hated and it ended up on my closet floor. My mom was the type that when she got tired of looking at something (like my messy closet) she would wait until I was gone and out of her way and she would clean it herself. It was one of those days when she got into my closet while I was away to school. She found that stupid barrette and took it to work and sold it to someone for $20.00. Since then I have realized that what might not be great to me, might be awesome to others. The last two days have proven to produce some substandard stuff. Partially maybe because my heart wasn't really into it, partially because I am in panic mode after loosing my job last Friday, partially because I have to share welding space with my mechanic husband and we have been stepping on each other's toes lately space wise. I figured I would put the new stuff out there and see if they get some loves...
This one. Well, the truth of the matter is, my hands were tired from twisting the 2-strand wire, so I decided to do one using 1 strand. It was so much easier on my hands, but way more difficult to weld and no matter how low I went, I was still blowing holes through my wire. I have a couple spots that are particularly globby, but after a clean and paint job, I guess it's sell-able. I think another thing that kind of gets me with this one is that I just could not call it quits with the swirls. I was like an addict...just 1 more! Just one more swirly bit right here! One more!!! Eh, I am such a nerd. This butterfly would do very well in a weird Pink Floyd-type video...
My thoughts were a key to the secret garden-type thing. I mean really, if your going to have a magical garden of magic-ness, you need a big honking, completely over-the-top key to open the door with right? I struggle with this not really because I hate it, but more because I had originally wanted to make it into a wind chime, but after just seeing it alone I kind of want to leave it plain and call it a wall hanging. Thoughts from the peanut gallery?
This sunflower and I have this love/hater relationship with each other. It definitely would love to be a garden floof hanging on the wall somewhere while, I seriously wonder what my 10-year-old-son spiked the kool aid with. I guess if I step back and look at it with internet eyes it really isn't that bad. After all I am my own worst critic, though I'm sure there was a few hours last Sunday that I must have been tripping on flux core because I completely lost any recollection of making this thing. I wonder if it came up before or after the psychedelic butterfly? Hmm.
They are all going on my site. I'm going to laugh if they all sell this week...