Thursday, May 22, 2014

Some funnies for you all

I'm working on a new CW era petticoat.  I'm a quarter of the way in so it's coming along.  I need to add the trimming and do the pin tucks.

In the meantime I have some humor for you.  I swear this is a true story!

I'm normally not one to participate in the Throwback Thursday thing. I always keep on forgetting about it or don't think of anything to share.

This time, however, there is a story that I was being BEGGED to share. If this person were in front of me I'd swear she was on her knees with her hands clasped together begging me to tell this story.

First some background information, I'm a big LOTR fan and have many of the action figures. My dresser is right beside my bed and is good sized. I also had about four or five LOTR action figures lined up on it as I didn't have anywhere else to put them.

It took me a while to get used to the dresser being beside my bed as I'd hit my head against it or punch it when I was reaching for something that was normally on the table next to my bed.

I had the Eomer action figure closest to my bed.

Somewhere along the lines I had knocked my Eomer action figure over and he landed in my bed. No clue how it happened but it did.

The next morning I got up and went "How did you get there?" I put him back in his usual spot.

I then got up, went into the kitchen and said "Mom, I slept with Eomer last night!"

It was quite a long while before Mom could stop laughing long enough to regain SOME composure.

Monday, May 19, 2014

Why I do photography

Before we get down to business I want to post a trigger warning for sexual assault.

You're looking at the first photograph I ever took to make prints of. Before hand I just took photos to document things. Progress views of a new costume, the cats doing something funny, or just general all around stuff.

I called the print "Sailing Day." One of hope and promise.

The second photo I took was called "The Aftermath" showing death and the sinking of the Titanic.

I started doing this a year ago, shortly after my Dad joined Mom on the other side. Both my parents died from cancer.

In biology class we were told that sexual assault COULD happen to us. Like others I didn't think it WOULD happen to me.

It's been years since my ex-boyfriend assaulted me. I STILL think of it and sometimes it's damn hard to trust people. I've been assaulted twice in my life. The first time I was kicked in the head and am missing four teeth. Two wisdom teeth and two molars. My ex-boyfriend promised to take care of me and that he'd NEVER let anyone hurt me, and more importantly, HE would never hurt me.

When I told not one person believed me. I was accused of trying to ruin his life. My then best friend said I was just saying it because I was angry at him because he wanted to break up with me.

I still have that scar on my arm that he gave me. I have a love/hate relationship with it. It showed me how strong I can be and how I survived. At the same time I hate it because of how I got it.

He took things from me that I can never get back. Ironically, a friend said something rather comforting. She said when picking up the pieces you can choose what to work on and what to throw away.

Though it IS hard for me to trust strangers I AM working on it. I CAN smile again. I CAN go out and about. I CAN joke with people and mingle.

I've had thoughts of getting a tattoo honoring my Irish heritage and yellow daffodils. Yellow daffodils are the flowers for cancer patients.

Due to the past I was hurt, I was angry, and I wanted to lash out. I wanted to tell the world to go to hell.

And yet part of me knew that if I did this then it wasn't going to make me feel better. I would've hurt someone else and I would've felt worse about myself. I don't want to hurt anybody. I don't want to be the source of someone's pain. I want to give healing. I want to give hope to others.

I started the photography. It wouldn't give me answers but maybe it would help me understand the questions. Maybe it would help someone else. Maybe it would give someone joy knowing they had a nice print AND were helping out a charity. Maybe it would do good.

I still have more photography in the near future.

Despite the death of my parents, the assaults, and other things life has thrown at me I can say I've done something that NO ONE can take away.

I SURVIVED.

Friday, May 16, 2014

Blue polka dot 1860's dress

Greetings all!

Today I finished off two of a kind blue polka dot 1860's dresses.
Quite a story behind this one. When I was first starting out on Etsy I had someone purchase a listing. They then decided to do a reverse payment so they had their money back and I was literally left holding the fabric. No reason given or anything. They had suddenly disappeared and left no forwarding address. I was quite upset over being ripped off for $50 and put the fabric away in the cedar chest as I had no idea what to do with it.

It hung around and sat in my cedar chest for years. Each time I saw it I had no idea what to do so back it went. Finally I saw some period photos of women wearing polka dot dresses and I decided to turn a negative into a positive.

I may have been out $50 but I had the fabric and two doll dresses done! One day I hope to sell them so they can go to someone who will enjoy them.

You can buy the dress here.  https://www.etsy.com/listing/189853605/two-of-a-kind-blue-polka-dot-civil-war

Until next time:  the ugly weather really needs to stop.  Anyone who can control the weather would make a fortune.