So hey guys, I launched my new Etsy store of my resin pieces. I haven’t added a lot of things to it quite yet but I figured better now than later to get it off the ground. Have a visit!
Which is great because I woke up feeling exhausted with a headache. I had an order which I was supposed to mail out today. Thankfully the post office will be closed so I can take care of it tomorrow. Awesome.
Men think smart women are more
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have shown that when a smarter
woman is close by, men often
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cream soda is green not orange you foolish americans
I’ve never seen green creme soda
EVER
I don’t even like cream soda but I’m pretty sure here (in the UK) it’s clear
This is the only type of cream soda I’ve ever had, and I always thought it looked more light brown than orange. Where do you even get green cream soda?
in south africa cream soda is green and i just assumed its like that everywhere else but apparently not and now im having a crises
cream soda is absolutely pink up here in canada… why is it green? green isn’t cream soda flavoured, green is reserved for.. like… green apple soda.
Isn’t green apple soda just like….regular apple soda
I guess yes? I mean it’s got the sour sharpness of a green apple so it’s totally different than like a red apple. And I guess apple soda (should) be yellow like apple juice right?
I went to a thing on Friday and the guy throwing the thing needed to get more wine and me and another friend said we’d take him.
And we ended up going all over the fucking place and I started to get really annoyed by the lack of forethought, not to mention the fucking consideration (or lack of) for the fact that they were using up all my damn gas.
And it just brought home to me how people really think differently. I’d never get into someone’s car and just be all ok well let’s try this place or wait how about here or no what about this ok let’s go back home oh wait we forgot the pizza so can y’all pick that up now too.
I think through everything I have to do and always try to find the most economical solution in terms of time and resources. For myself. So if I was depending on someone else I’d be twice as vigilant. I could not imagine being so casual about my plans that I literally had a person driving in circles for an hour while I tried to figure out where I wanted to go next.
It was just a reminder of the fact that other people don’t value the same things. I’ve been getting that lesson thrown in my face a lot lately. It never stops feeling like a slap.
I think it’s also how it’s distributed. I carry weight mostly on my hips and legs. When I lost 25lbs I went down 4 sizes in pants but in my upper body the change was much more slight. (I’m 5’8” for reference.)
that’s a good point. i gain weight all over so it doesn’t change my size as much and if I tended to gain weight in certain places
it does in that I definitely see the difference in how I look and how my clothes might fall on me, but it doesn’t really make much difference in terms to the size of my clothes
I think it’s a proportion thing. Like if you weigh 100lb, 30lb is a huge change.
yeah that’s why i’m thinking if you’re tall like me it’s likely going to be distributed all over and it won’t change your overall size as much. 30lbs on someone 5’10" is different on a 5’4" frame
Go and love someone exactly as they are. then, watch how they transform into the greatest truest version of themselves. when one feels seen and appreciated in their own essence, one is instantly empowered.
y’all ever wonder why half the beauty/cosmetics industry is geared towards anti-aging but they market almost none of it to men. i’ve never seen an ad for wrinkle cream for men, or age spot corrector for men, or youth serum for men, or crows feet treatment for men, like why are they allowed to age in peace but women aren’t. why can’t I just get fuckin old without every corner of every drugstore telling me it’s bad
Oh wow that’s kind of a really intense question I’m going to have to give this some thought. But I process as I write so I’ll start with the first thing that comes to mind.
1. When I was about three or four years old we lived in this neighbourhood and the little girl who lived next door, Gayla, was my best friend. Gayla got sick from gastroenteritis one day and died suddenly. At that age I didn’t really have a clear understanding of what death was but over time I came to realise that it was final and that she was never coming back. I experienced the first loss of a pet soon after and by then I truly understood. This and other experiences have made me very aware from quite a young age of how truly precious life is. I grew up with a strong sense that I should cherish all people who I love and all moments at all times because we never know when we will lose them. Because of this I also don’t waste time on things that I consider stupid, such as being angry, petty, holding grudges. This really is my one true precious life and I intend to fill it with as much happiness, joy and peace as I can.
2. Years ago, when I was still relatively new to Trinidad having moved back as an adult after leaving in my childhood, I was driving in downtown Port of Spain. There was a car at an intersection whose driver was very aggressive and kept motioning for me to give way. I ignored him as I had the right of way until he pushed his way through and scraped my car.
He reacted in an extremely hostile and aggressive manner and brandished a cutlass (machete) at me. I was terrified and tried as best I could to race away, difficult given the heavy traffic. He chased me all over town. At one point while caught in traffic he got out of his car and waved the cutlass at me by the passenger side window and I escaped only because the traffic began to move.
I was scared and angry, especially since he was in the wrong. Eventually my anger overcame me and I pulled over to the side of the road and got out of my car as he pulled up behind following me.
I was crying I was so furious and confronted him right there in the street and began yelling at him at the top of my lungs. I noticed that he was immediately taken aback. He began to apologize and in doing so calmed me down to where we were eventually able to have a conversation.
He then explained to me that he had recently gotten out of jail. That this was his first day on his job as a taxi driver and he was so scared of being fired having now scraped the car. He showed me a newspaper clipping about him where he had gotten shot several times. He told me about his girlfriend who was studying to be a nurse and had stood by him while he was in jail. He was trying to turn his life around. And he was so sorry for the way that he had reacted.
I told him he couldn’t go around behaving that way. That he needed to know what the law was and that he was wrong. And that you can’t go waving a cutlass around at people! I really don’t think he realised he was scaring me to the extent he was.
The interaction taught me so much. That people aren’t always necessarily bad or good. That a lot of the times we’re a product of our environment. And that we often just do what we know because it’s normal to us. It reminded me that everyone out there is a real person with a story and that we never know what’s really going on with people. I grew up under much more privileged circumstances. But we were not that different him and I. We both were trying to find our way through life. We both had our stories. We were just people. Two people sitting on the side of the road afraid we would get into trouble, him with his boss and me with my mom whose car I was driving. We connected. And when we left we wished each other well. It also taught me, by the way, that my anger could be greater than the threat of my personal safety. Which I’m not sure is a good thing because this story could have ended very differently.
3. Ok that’s a lot. I’ll think of three shorter ones. One moment comes to mind, when I was in Switzerland one summer about a decade ago and I was attending an outdoor concert with my friends. We were all lying or sitting on the grass and I was just present to myself and I realised right then that I was perfectly at peace. It didn’t mean everything in my life was perfect or that I was even particularly happy right then, but I was just very much present in the moment. And it was the first time I’d probably ever experienced that since I was a child. It was the first time I experienced the idea of mindfulness. And over the years I have learnt how to be more present, more conscious and more aware of my moments and how to access that place of peace, even when I am in the midst of the most tumultuous times in my life.
4. Owning the word artist. I think naming something can be very powerful. And although I have been an artist all my life, It was something that was very difficult for me to own. I thought you had to have your work in galleries and get paid for it to be able to call yourself an artist. I was probably out of college by the time I was able to say the words. And the first time I did it, it felt very uncomfortable, like I was an imposter. But over time it became easier. And I know now that it was important to own it, because it was how I was born, and it’s my nature, and to be able to declare it gave me permission to live my truth, and to accept myself for who I am.
5. I was always very introverted and shy as a child. I could be bold and talkative around others when I felt comfortable with them but my nature was always that of a quiet and solitary person. I had a moment as a teenager where I distinctly remember looking around the classroom and realising that I was not going to get anywhere in life if I continued to hide behind my shyness. I made a concerted effort at that moment to develop that side of my personality that was sociable, engaging and funny. It was a part of myself that was there already, and I made the effort to push it forward. It served me well. I grew up to be a leader among my classmates and I was always popular in my workplaces. I am comfortable socializing with people from all walks of life and in my business where I often have to be “on” it helps me put my customers at ease. It is now a much more prominent aspect of my character than the shyness and introversion and people cannot believe at this point that I could ever possess those qualities. But of course, I still do.
Phew! That was intense! Thank you for such a thought provoking question. I hope it has given you more insight into who I am as a person 🙂
Double infinity ring in sterling silver. The layered look in one ring. Think I should have started with a single infinity ring but I was eager to figure this one out
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Just got in these tiny triangle pendants. These would look gorgeous layered. Trying not to keep them all for myself! .
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Starting to stick up for Bits and Pieces in November… those lovely white druzy hexagonal goldfilled bracelet will be available along with many others. .
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Newly cast pieces that hopefully I’ll get to cut down today. I have some heavy duty power tools to play with finally! Wish this picture could convey how sparkly the colours are. I used pearlescent pigments .
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When a Man can listen to a woman’s feelings without getting angry or frustrated, he gives her a wonderful gift. He makes it safe for her to express herself.
The more she is able to express herself, the more she feels heard and understood, and the more she is able to give a man the loving trust, acceptance, appreciation, admiration, approval and encouragement that he needs.
I sold a pair of earrings today that I really, really wanted to keep. But September is a shit month for sales so I need all the money I am get. And I can always make another pair. At least that’s what I always say to myself but I never end up making stuff for me. Hence I rarely ever wear jewelry these days.
The boomers and millennials are so busy blaming each other for shit I’m just glad they don’t notice us Gen-Xers sitting in the corner dicking around wondering what the fuck happened.
I decided to go with a matte finish on these two and make some sleek contemporary earrings. I’m loving the simplicity and clean lines. .
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I don’t actually know if I’ve ever lied about my age. But at some point I must have. Probably in college. Cause when you move from a country where you can drink at any age, to a country where you have to be fucking 21 you’re most likely gonna lie about your age at some point.
In 1976, it was removed from one fire station and installed in another, and they severed the cord out of fear that unscrewing the bulb would break it. It was moved with a full police and fire truck escort.
The bulb has a dedicated live webcam that refreshes every 10 seconds, which you can see here.
“In 1976, the fire department moved to Fire Station #6 with the bulb; the bulb socket’s cord was severed for fear that unscrewing the bulb could damage it. It was deprived of electricity for only 22 minutes during the transfer, which was made in a specially designed box and with full firetruck escort. An electrician was on hand to install the bulb into the new fire station’s emergency generator.”
In 1976, it was removed from one fire station and installed in another, and they severed the cord out of fear that unscrewing the bulb would break it. It was moved with a full police and fire truck escort.
The bulb has a dedicated live webcam that refreshes every 10 seconds, which you can see here.
i think the moment i was disillusioned about life was when i was maybe 7 years old and realized the reason all my friends had become assholes was because boys aren’t allowed to have any physcial contact that isn’t fighting
my parents were hippie feminists so my brother and i could play clapping games and sleep in puppy piles and give each other weird hairdos, but all the ‘normal’ boys just up and stopped knowing how to touch anyone without hitting sometime between kindergarten and first grade
and my little kid mind briefly saw the vastness of life stretching out in front of all of us, and all the hugs everyone would need and not get, and for a moment i was just like
maybe life is not such a good idea after all
I grew up around a Russian ballet school. Let me tell you something about Russian men: They touch each other. Especially dancers, who are in my experience almost always super tactile people. They rough house like Americans, but they also hug each other, and sit on each other’s laps, and share blankets when it’s cold backstage.
So I grew up knowing full well that the whole Men Don’t Touch thing was puritanical bullshit.
What I was absolutely not prepared for, however, is the super intense effect it has on straight men’s romantic relationships.
Because when you are literally the only person it is okay for your boyfriend to touch, Jesus fucking Christ, that changes the game.
I strongly suspect that a lot of Str8 Dude feelings of entitlement to women’s bodies, particularly the bodies of their wives and girlfriends, is a direct result of those women being the only non-violent physical contact they’re allowed to have.
I know for certain that the framing of any and all platonic physical contact as un-manly has been directly responsible for a lot of sexual dysfunction (and then the attendant misery of trying to get that treated at the ripe old age of 22) with at least one of my exes. It’s a mess when you can’t get it up because you’re depressed and want to be held but you’ve been brainwashed into thinking what you actually want is sex because being held is for girls.
Amazing how the erectile dysfunction went completely away when he learned the difference between feeling horny and feeling cuddly. /sarcasm
“I strongly suspect that a lot of Str8 Dude feelings of entitlement to women’s bodies, particularly the bodies of their wives and girlfriends, is a direct result of those women being the only non-violent physical contact they’re allowed to have.”
Omfg
No wonder the worst of them seem crazy… profound isolation does exactly that
When I taught in Japan, the boys were all super comfortable with each other. They’d sit on laps and hug and roughhouse and it wasn’t seen as bad ? Like it surprised me at first, but then you realize the problem is with so many men feeling that they have to prove… something? I dunno. I personally don’t like hugs or touches, but that is my own personal reasons and nothing of how I was brought up.
Because when you are literally the only person it is okay for your boyfriend to touch, Jesus fucking Christ, that changes the game.
Things I never thought of…I couldn’t imagine if my husband were the only person I was allowed to touch. As I think on it, that extends to the kids, too. The dudes aren’t allowed to really even cuddle their own damned children or nieces and nephews.
Wow.
Also explains why western media romanticizes co-dependency in romantic relationships to such an insane degree.
1. Let go of anger. When we erupt in anger we often feel much worse. Hence, it’s better to cool off and to work on staying calm.
2. When people treat you badly it’s rarely “about you”. More often it tells you how that person is feeling, or some other issue that is bothering them.
3. You’re not the only one who has struggled with this issue – so don’t feel so awful, or put yourself down.
4. Enjoy the good times and savour every moment as life is a precious gift to be enjoyed.
5. Work and be persistent as it’s worth the slog and pain. In the end it makes a difference as the pay off is success.
6. You need to find a passion and set yourself some goals if you want to go somewhere, and makes something of life.
7. All relationships can teach us so much about ourselves. Both the good and the bad show us who we really are. They reveal what we think, and how we feel, about ourselves – as well as what our values and our expectations are.
After a lot of sanding I just finished polishing up these lovely pieces. I have to decide now what to make with them. .
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I’m loving the colour combination in this pendant. I don’t often use white but it works as a lovely hilight colour against the strong green, purple and orange 🍊. .
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We had a pregnant model in figure drawing class today.
That was the first time I’d ever seen a pregnant woman before up close (ish).
Naked I mean. Actually clothed too.
I don’t have a ton of close female friends (we’ve covered this before) and those that I have haven’t had kids. Well one has but we’ve never talked about that kind of thing cause I wasn’t around her kid is like 25. None of my close guy friends are fathers.
I was never around for either of my sister’s pregnancies.
So this pregnant thing is really foreign and strange to me.
Every day is a sunny day with these marigold and chrysanthemum petals in golden yellow and vibrant orange. .
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Ideally a pressure pot but since I don’t have one, if you apply heat or air (oddly enough) to resin it will work. I use a heat gun. Some people apply a flame. Or you can blow on it with a straw.
Well I’m covered in sawdust but the pieces are finally cut down. I need to invest in some tools! Off to finish the pretty pendants I cast earlier this week. These I will tackle tomorrow! .
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Some wood and resin castings I did yesterday. Trying to figure out what I want to make with them. Time to slice these up! .
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I was talking to someone on Saturday night who I have known for a while and in the middle of the conversation he interrupts me and asks me if I’ve always had that (very prominent) scar on my forehead.
Its interesting how people look at each other.
When I meet someone new I always study their entire face. Faces fascinate me, maybe because I’m an artist and spent years drawing portraits. I notice scars immediately, maybe because I have them myself and I’m always interested in how they came to be.
Other people don’t see those things. I’ve known people for years who one day suddenly notice that scar.
It makes me wonder what they were looking at the whole time.
Sort of… they put a temporary pin in to keep the three pieces of bone together so they could heal properly. It hurt like a bitch when they took it out.
When working with wood you have to soak it in the resin. You get a lot of air bubbles rising. Thankfully there’s a way to get rid of those. Today I’ll take these wood & resin pieces out of the mold and hopefully have something to work with. .
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I’m getting fed up with this whole “feminism as an identity” thing. Time for “feminism as an action.”
So instead of asking “can a feminist do x?” ask “is doing x a feminist action!”
Can a feminist take her husband’s last name? Mu. Null. Question un-valid, please un-ask question.
Is taking your husband’s last name a feminist action? No it isn’t. It doesn’t challenge the patriarchy in anyway, it is the status quo thing to do, it is what is expected of women, and it carries a lot of historical baggage about ownership and shit like that.
But that’s okay, your life choices don’t have to be 100% dictated by your politics unless you want them to. And it’s okay to really want to take his name while recognizing that you also want to do the feminist thing and keep your own, and it’s okay to feel conflicted and have a hard time making the choice. But no more of this enabling “as long as I made the choice myself it is a feminist choice” -bullshit. Own your choices, even the ones that aren’t informed by your feminist politics. You are still a human being and people do shit that contradicts their politics and even interests all the time. Just stop pretending that everything you do is feminist because you are a feminist, that’s not how it works.
When you make feminism an identity, the identity becomes the ideological excuse by which you tacitly support the institution you are seeking to change.
This is part of the problem with white feminism.
This is part of the problem with liberal feminism.
When you differentiate action as feminism, your feminism moves beyond the ideological and it becomes possible to exist and live within the institution without tacitly supporting it.
“Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.” – Veronica A. Shoffstall. From our Etsy shop at http://ift.tt/2vSMClf
The 4 and 4s were all glass. I managed not to smash mine.
The way they’re marketing it, it’s like it’s the first all glass… I’m confused. Also, I would smash mine. I’ve broken more phone screens that I’ve had phones
One of my favourite parts is getting to demold the pieces I made the day before. So exciting to see how everything comes out! .
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I currently have tiny watercolour paintings scattered all around me.
I realised the other day I had no thank you notes to send with orders from people who buy directly from social media. Usually I write a little something on the receipt if it’s an online order but I don’t make receipts for those.
I was gonna buy some thank you cards from Amazon for cheap and then I was like fuck it I have watercolor paper and paints I’ll just make them myself for free.
So they’re all around me drying now.
It feels cute to be surrounded by tiny pieces of art.
I managed to relax today, sort of. I still spent the day doing admin work but whatever. My mind is churning on creating thank you cards.
I fell in love with this pendant I made and had resolved to keep it for myself if no one bought it on Saturday, but someone messaged me about it today. It’s way prettier in person and I know I can make another one but it won’t be this one. I’m happy for the sale but bummed cause it’s gone.
A burst of colour! Wildflower resin rings with gold leaf flakes available in sizes 6-9 by custom order. DM for prices. 
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