urge... to kill... rising

I have learned a valuable lesson. Its good to reach out on the internet and try and form connections with other crafters. Doing so by calling people bitchy on Twitter is probably not the best way, though sometimes it works out. Here ends the story of how I got my most recent ArtFire sale.

Speaking of ArtFire, I freaking love ArtFire. I get no screaming headaches from it, it doesn't make me want to break stuff, and I don't want to throw my computer out the window in frustration when trying to figure out how and why it does the things it does. I can't say the same for other handmade selling venues - I don't even sell there anymore and I still find my urge to kill rising when I hear about what's going on. Its best for me not to even think about it.

I've been working on some new early stage prototype-type pieces, figuring out patterns and colors and trying to decide what new pieces to start making. I also made a tiny little penguin but I'm giving that sample piece to Elisa since it was her idea and all.

Bacteria plush. Pink one looks kind of like a uterus. Not my intention.



Octopus plush. I love his goofy legs.

I picked up some pieces to use as part of my show table display this weekend. Little step stools to add height, a foot-high shadow box-type wood cube, an oval scalloped wood frame, and some paper mache boxes with pretty scalloped lids. I painted everything white, lime, and turquoise (making a tremendous mess in the process) while watching all of season 2 of Frisky Dingo. I love that show, tasteless jokes and all. I need to work on my table banner next, probably outlining the Heat 'N Bonded fabric letters in black split stitch to make them pop a little more. I also found 2 yards of this tiny felt bunting in lime, turquoise and red for 99 cents. I might have to make some more to dress up the table. Really I should be using this time to make new product, but after checking out pictures of my last show table, I have lots and lots of ideas for improvements.

Now its off to work where hopefully I have a day free of dog bites, humped legs, and Great Dane headbutts.