tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87777231374421135772024-03-21T22:37:36.981-04:00Day DreamingTavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-62018423941129529382011-02-27T11:23:00.001-05:002011-02-27T11:23:57.527-05:00Octavia The SpyWe all have habits that I'm sure would seem strange to other people if we shared them. Which is usually why we don't tell people about our habits of, say, harvesting and assimilating facts about the people around us. It's not that we do it for any malicious purpose--maybe it was once a survival trait and is now a harmless subconscious reflex. Maybe it pays off when it's time to get a neighbor a birthday present and our husbands are totally clueless but because we have a logbook for everyone we encounter we know they mentioned a renewed interest in fishing last summer and that new tackle box will make us the VIP guests of the Cake Master of Ceremonies. Maybe your habit of cultivating underwear yeast to make a beer out of is weirder! Okay, that was just defensive. Sorry.<br />
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Anyhow, because I've got blog ADD and have been REMEMBERING to take a photo a day (usually), I'm over posting it everyday for the time being, lol. Once it gets to a certain point I'll probably start photo-bombing in order to catch up, but that's not for a while at least. In the meantime, I've decided to share another facet of weird with you in a new segment Octavia The Spy, where I share seemingly pointless observations and data harvesting about the people I encounter/see/stalk.<br />
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This woman lives behind my house and two houses to the right. She keeps her dogs caged in a kennel in the backyard, and when she goes out to feed them, she says very mean things to them in a very loud manner.<br />
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Yesterday I hung out in Lesley's (across the street and to the left one house) driveway with her and this kid came up and would not stop talking about selling his bikes to us. Once he'd reach the end of his speech loop, he'd start back over at the beginning. I suspected he was mentally handicapped in some way, but that didn't stop me from beginning to laugh hysterically at the awkwardness of two adults being held, pinioned, by this child's nonstop spiel about bikes. I laughed at a retarded kid. I'm not proud. Then again, he may just be stunted by terrible parents. Lesley said he shows up every once in a blue moon and talks forever like that about random stuff. This is that kid;<br />
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There is a group of teenagers that I need to sneak a picture of and tell you guys about. Watching them walk past my house, I've gathered up some good, angsty intrigue about them. This doesn't qualify as gossip, does it?Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-72551471892669511372011-02-09T19:28:00.000-05:002011-02-09T19:28:53.934-05:00Daily picture/ Day in drawings projectI haven't drawn anything in about a thousand years. I used to draw at least one serious picture a week, and was doodling any other time, but I haven't in literally forever. I moved on to other mediums and never looked back.<br />
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This is relevant because I've recently decided to jump on the "picture a day for a year" bandwagon that most photographers I know are riding at the moment. I'm not sure if the idea was posed in some popular publication that everyone but me reads or if it was some sort of spontaneous social movement, but after taking the first day's picture, I realized that I have very little pictures of myself in comparison to the mountains I have of everyone and thing else. What is the point of photography if not for some small immortality? I too would like to leave evidence of my existence behind. So I'm doing this project with my camera phone.. I'm going to try to pair each day's photo with a little page of drawings of the day's happenings, but I'm lazy and am likely to miss a few days.<br />
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07 FEB (did not have a drawing because I didn't think of it until 08 FEB)<br />
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I've reached a crossroads of some kind, artistically. Only, I'm not exactly sure of not only which direction to go in, but what it is exactly that needs to be decided in the first place. At the moment, I'm having trouble picking a project. I have a few ideas I've been mulling over, and of course there's always the random stuff that I never really have to think about, but gets created pretty easily and pads the shop out. Fighting with the fact the urge to make what the hell ever I want is being levied by the eternal question: <span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">But what will sell</span><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I have two assemblage sculptures in mind. One is inspired by time spent with an insanely talented artist that I've had the good fortune to meet briefly (and was shocked to discover that he was the very same artist that I'd loved for years and never realized it was him until after we'd already met. Ha!), and the other is inspired by the amazingly wonderful box of junk-parts he so graciously brought me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I'm also planning out two different photoshoots. One will be a series that tells the story of the rise and fall of a cold-war era KGB spy. The other will be a sort of carnival macabre, "something wicked this way comes," both alluring and repulsive. Is it wrong to be drawn to the strange and disturbing? Is there something bizarre and dangerous rattling around inside of me? Is that why I love Tom Waits so much? </span><br />
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It's recently occurred to me that I have no idea how to be a professional artist. The art part comes natural, in the way of every artist, but how to actually <i>be</i> one? Sometimes I make art from inside me that I love passionately, but know there's zero market value for it. What do you do with art like that? Put it in an exhibition? How the hell do you do that? How do you convince people your art is worthwhile without sounding like a pretentious tool? I ask this because I was inspired by a friend for a cheap, quick 'n' dirty little shoot that I ended up loveloveloving, but I can't imagine anyone actually wanting these prints. I'm not a tease. Here they are.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So yeah. What the hell am I supposed to do with these? On the one hand, I'm all about making art for art sake. I don't need other people to see or even give a shit about these to feel validated for making them. On the other hand, a girl's gotta eat. Opinions? Thoughts? Random insults?<br />
</div>Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-48988293468325510202009-10-08T10:34:00.000-04:002009-10-08T10:34:22.890-04:00Trials, tribulations and the future of apple dumplingsI've been scarce in the past week; here, on facebook, and in my etsy shop and for that I apologize. It's been a very trying week for me.<br />
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After 18 hours of travel last tuesday, flying back in from Europe, I came home to find that sometime in the week between my roommate going out to sea and my return, someone broke into the house and stole his brand-new $5000 television. They tried crowbarring the backdoor open, and when all that accomplished was screwing up the door and jam, they just busted the glass and helped themselves. I also found they tried prying open the windows (and just accomplished tearing the screens and denting the frames) and apparently tried getting in the backdoor connected to my roommate's room as well. I found tired tracks in the backyard. Someone had the balls to just drive through our neighbors backyard, into ours, bust out the backdoor, load up the TV, and drive off. And somehow none of our neighbors saw or heard anything. Anyhow, it was the last thing I wanted to see upon just returning. The police were called, but the detective didn't actually show up until yesterday to take fingerprints and look at the tracks and footprints. A week went by before they come to fingerprint and take photos!?! The door was already boarded up and it's rained, washing away the evidence. I took pictures the day after, with a little tape ruler like they do on TV, but I doubt even if I send the pictures to the detective, anything will come of it. I'm not looking forward to my roommate coming home just to find this out. I know first-hand how that feels.<br />
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My roommate is on my list as well. Apparently he took it upon himself to install several locks on his bedroom doors before leaving. This pisses me off for a few reasons. The first is that for some reason, the telephone company installed the internet port in his room. The modem is in there. It was wireless capabilities, but in case there's a problem (everyone knows how often modems need to be reset) I have no way to access the internet. And of course, there was a problem the moment I got home. He knows I'm trying to run an online business here. I even explained to him that I need access to the modem and he said he understood. And then he pulls something like this. The second reason is that him locking his room up like that is ridiculously hypocritical. He'd been rifiling through my things while I was gone, helping himself to books and movies to borrow without asking me first, and yet I'm not even allowed access to his room to fix the modem? The third reason is that it speaks of a great huge ego on his behalf, for him to think I would even be remotely interested in anything in his room aside from the modem.<br />
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My mail lady has decided that it's too much trouble for her to get out of the truck to bring my packages to the door, and instead has started leaving "we missed you, come pick it up at the post office" slips in my mailbox instead. She did this yesterday when I was home all day. I don't have a car, I can't go to the post office everyday to do her job for her. Luckily my BFF's sister, Tina, is a wonderful lady and went to the post office for me to pick up my boxes, and have a word with the postmaster about it. My BFF's family are some of the most wonderful people on the planet. I'm truly fortunate and blessed to have people like that in my life.<br />
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And then on top of all that is the fact that up until last night, my motorcycle (my only means of transportation) was dead. I finally got it running last night, hallelujah.<br />
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So there's been some seriously crap things happening (I'm not even going to get into what a mess Roommate left the house in, especially MY bathroom, ugh, or the weird way his Dad keeps acting like I don't live here) but yesterday things finally starting going well enough. Well, good things started happening at least. Which is good, I couldn't take another day of everything going wrong.<br />
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I'm sorry about the whine-fest, I just needed to get all that off my chest and hopefully it explains why I haven't been around much. I'm working on getting my studio in order after the disaster Roommate left of it, and I should be back into the groove of creating soon enough.<br />
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Thanks for letting me vent, everyone! I hope you're having a great day :)<br />
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End transmission.Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-58087115476820203162009-09-21T05:27:00.000-04:002009-09-21T05:27:49.654-04:00I've been featured!Today's feature is a wonderfully creepy collection by <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=7822417">JaneElizabeths</a> that plays out like a sinister Terry Gilliam movie. Basil and Paprika play a supporting role of Kitchen Antagonist. I just love love love it :)<br />
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</div>Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-32064724709592670422009-09-17T20:39:00.003-04:002009-09-18T07:16:14.461-04:00Sneak peek!I've just sent out another big photo order (hurray!) So hopefully these babies will be waiting for me at home when I fly in. I got smart this time and ordered different sizes. Some even small enough for me to experiment with note/greeting cards :) Here's a peek at what's to come:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Some of these are so much my favorite photos now that for the first time ever, I might actually keep a few from the order (gasp!). I wonder how many other photographers have ridiculously barren walls? It's not that I don't like my own photography, I just feel selfish keeping parts of an order. I don't know, it's weird. I do have a strip of Polaroids that have been paper clipped together hanging by my bedroom door. I guess it's time they finally had some company :)<br />
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</div>Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-27800853920411174792009-09-17T19:35:00.003-04:002009-09-17T19:46:58.156-04:00These are a few of my favorite thingsOh Etsy. How I love you and all the insanely inspired and talented folk filling your brim to overflowing with the most wonderful of earthly treasures. You're going to turn me into a materialist!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_430xN.90770534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="420" src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_430xN.90770534.jpg" width="315" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=vt_related_1&listing_id=31025862">Royal Tenenbaums Messenger bag </a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><a href="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.90518757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="384" src="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.90518757.jpg" width="420" /></a><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=28332669">Peridot Glass Necklace Set </a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">These shops are just the awesome. Send them a little love (and let them know you found them here :D )</div>Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-52557852797283816082009-09-17T06:16:00.001-04:002009-09-17T06:16:41.449-04:00Front page!I can't believe it! I knew that treasury was a gem when I made it, but Front Page! I'm so excited. Of course it would happen while I was asleep, lol. I wouldn't have known about it if I didn't get some lovely thank-you letters from the lovely sellers that had their feature snatched up. 8 things have already sold from that treasury! 8! If I wanted to replace them, I'd essentially be making a whole new treasury. There's still some very lovely things available, however, so click <a href="http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=82103">here</a> to go and buy the treasury out :) I'm so proud of my fellow Etsians, and so happy that one of my treasuries was finally a hit. Now if only I could get a front page feature myself...Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-45645994326457490432009-09-15T15:45:00.001-04:002009-09-15T15:45:43.412-04:00"Pieces of yesterday" TreasuryNew <a href="http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=82103">treasury</a> up! If you're anything like me, you get a little nostalgic in the Autumn :)<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0hJZdfQ8fb498vlz2jR143Lzr_IRlpRQN8hTBRhumoq5VD7aHcqc7KlWLdt7WaKOpmUmXVZro1Yt2Vh8bbAtR7c99BPkNIbrPvJOKOaDIXWjHlx3cWSMO6idx3dWT1ntAOzjlhQH6HZc/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0hJZdfQ8fb498vlz2jR143Lzr_IRlpRQN8hTBRhumoq5VD7aHcqc7KlWLdt7WaKOpmUmXVZro1Yt2Vh8bbAtR7c99BPkNIbrPvJOKOaDIXWjHlx3cWSMO6idx3dWT1ntAOzjlhQH6HZc/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">1. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=10003230">Yesterday</a> by Prettypetalstudio</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">2. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22320572">Rising Star</a> by LAGlass</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">3. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=28298284">Hammered Brass Earrings</a> by Dalkullan Jewelry</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">4. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30976475">Vintage Walnut Leather Shoes</a> by Plundered</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">5. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30961959">Vintage Plaid Fedora </a>by itsastitch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">6. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30967954">Blue Plaid Coat</a> by Leasvintage</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">7. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30974495">Tulle Hostess Apron</a> by Flappergirl</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">8. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=29215351">Textile Bird Brooch</a> by BlueTerracotta</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">9. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30974480">Ball Lockets</a> by softcover </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">10. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=25068102">Little Birdie</a> by homeECOnomics</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">11. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30965899">Brass Whistle Necklace</a> by Objettrouve </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">12. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30566456">Plaid neckwarmer </a>cowl by piprobins</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">As I was clicking through the items to get the links for this blog, I found that 2 of the items have already sold! I didn't realize I had so much treasury-making clout already, ha! Since two of the items aren't available anymore, let's not neglect my silver-star items:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=28005499">Oxidized copper and sterling silver bracelet</a> by AryalAmesJewelry</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30961751">Antique Plaid Wrap</a> by Ilovemysewingmachine </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30657310">Photo Album Necklace</a> by BirdzNbeez</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div>Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-21539800613726804192009-09-11T19:14:00.002-04:002009-09-15T15:46:05.581-04:00Germany boundTomorrow, (actually today. Yikes! It's already 1am? Time flies when you're the only one packing for a two person trip *glares at Man who's been sleeping since 9*) I'm heading to To the Edelweiss lodge in Garmisch, Germany for a 3 day weekend. Huzzah! I'll be bringing along my two new babies; Diana, and Jimmy (respectively).<br />
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</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">I feel like I'm limited to just watercolors and photography while I'm here. I know in all reality I'm not limited at all, and should be able to come up with all sorts of different things, but my imagination seems to be running on a different track and it's a little hard to switch it over to the here and now idea pool. Also, for some reason, it's really hard to get myself motivated to start a painting. Not too sure why that is. I've mostly just contented myself with editing new pictures. Anyhow, here's a sneak peek at some prints that will be making their way to my shop soon :)</span></div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span><br />
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It's probably the biggest traveling carnival I've ever seen.</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnElSrwgvuzAIITxobSBeDLqIX0pptokKHVO7FbiLz5HrD9jIR1IZ1IxvecaZUXhFBfQZ2C4KMOw9ELDgUHM-6fcfhlqIewqlb4rouHtjjGCmMtTCBrEs7nqT4ReJlF-gGdOE53eaRjXA/s1600-h/potential+postcard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnElSrwgvuzAIITxobSBeDLqIX0pptokKHVO7FbiLz5HrD9jIR1IZ1IxvecaZUXhFBfQZ2C4KMOw9ELDgUHM-6fcfhlqIewqlb4rouHtjjGCmMtTCBrEs7nqT4ReJlF-gGdOE53eaRjXA/s400/potential+postcard.jpg" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7OVkIWx9FRV-PBFATzFO3fi4FwHZveuhExMB79kGeYf9tk47Rx8Eidwh0B5l5Q-DKN8V-qDqcJQkOGPziua5YzwagTL87pB_4G8t7XP3tt-Xc3IyRF9czp1KIhGQ0PY-2hoYq9th60gs/s1600-h/Church+and+the+steeple.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7OVkIWx9FRV-PBFATzFO3fi4FwHZveuhExMB79kGeYf9tk47Rx8Eidwh0B5l5Q-DKN8V-qDqcJQkOGPziua5YzwagTL87pB_4G8t7XP3tt-Xc3IyRF9czp1KIhGQ0PY-2hoYq9th60gs/s400/Church+and+the+steeple.jpg" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJiVmiGZ_6qnqsqHLcghRqssJgn6BWOpEBGlM88mAnzfG-KrVsNb5mENqi-z49OxWEX4RKYgm0xS5zjHL8MPc7sbKU-KRRFUTD4W8sywwDCNjr4z9v-Tgj3qv_3qu7RAZB8WAYfdlBTc/s1600-h/012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJiVmiGZ_6qnqsqHLcghRqssJgn6BWOpEBGlM88mAnzfG-KrVsNb5mENqi-z49OxWEX4RKYgm0xS5zjHL8MPc7sbKU-KRRFUTD4W8sywwDCNjr4z9v-Tgj3qv_3qu7RAZB8WAYfdlBTc/s400/012.jpg" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'd like to know you think about these. I'm trying to think of what else I can offer my photos as, instead of just photos. Apparently a lot of people just aren't looking for photography to decorate with at the moment. Is there something more useful these can be? I've considered offering note/greeting cards with photos on them. Is there anything else I could be doing with these that you'd like to see?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">End transmission.</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div></div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span>Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-71764575945688134002009-09-10T12:44:00.002-04:002009-09-15T15:47:08.391-04:00An Autumn EnsembleAfter putting together a lovely <a href="http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=80602">treasury </a>in ode to Autumn, I realized that one of the items I chose was most likely an OOAK (one of a kind). I wrestled with that for almost a full hour before deciding that if I didn't buy it, and someone else did and it disappeared forever, it would torment me for the rest of my life. For serious. The rest of my life I would awaken in cold sweat at night, crazed about my loss. So, even though I couldn't really afford it, and am by no means financially stable enough to be throwing monies around (oh Etsy, you're so evil! So deliciously, cake-batter ice-cream evil), I totally bought it.<br />
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<a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30057955">Mini Top Hat</a> - $80 by <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5985824">GypsyLadyHats</a><br />
<a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=28332669">Peridot Necklace Set</a> - $49 by <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5192804">MorningGloryDesigns</a><br />
<a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=29115526">Leather Arm Warmers</a> - $30 by <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6162030">Briellecostumes</a>Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777723137442113577.post-33366316057827626882009-09-10T09:29:00.001-04:002009-09-15T15:47:45.793-04:00Giving this the old college try<div style="text-align: center;"></div>I set this blog up a miiiiillion years ago, but obviously never did anything with it. I used to be quite the blogger in my Myspace days, but since, have become a lazy blogger. Lazgger? Logger? Hrm.<br />
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Anyhow, I decided it was time. Last month I re-opened my Etsy shop and got down to the brass tax of being serious about it. I spent about 3, 18-hour days researching marketing tips, how to set up shop, tagging, and stalking successful seller's shops and blogs. Gleaning all the info I could about everything I could. I think it's starting to work. I've been crazy busy on the Etsy threads, been bugging bloggers about features (and actually got a few!) and have made 2 sales! Granted, one of those sales was from my Sister-in-law, but hey, she could have easily of bought from someone else, right? Right? Right. I think. I fought against the blog thing, but really, it's the natural next-step and I can't put it off forever. It's not that I don't like sharing with other people, it's that I'm a Lazgger, remember?<br />
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I realize that I don't know poop about semi-professional blogging, but hopefully this thing will get polished as I go along. Expect a good mix of personal life stuff mixed with some shameless self-promotion and raves about my favorite Etsy stuff. Cause seriously, I lurve Etsy. In the face.<br />
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And now for the shameless self-promotion. Here's a few items I've decided to relist that used to haunt my shop. I realize that I'm in Italy right now, and they're in Georgia, so they won't be shipped until I get home on the 29th of this month. I thought I'd toss them out there anyway, since it's Autumn, and 2 of them are Autumn themed.<br />
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The first thing I do when I get home is take a better set of pictures of this baby. It really is so much prettier in real life than this picture gives it credit for, and that simply won't do. I made this a few years ago when I was on a huge alternative dreamcatcher kick. I like dreamcatchers, but never really had a want for Native American decor. So I set about making dreamcatchers that were wildly different from the sort I'd seen before. I made all sorts. A delicate lacy one, a leather goth one, and then I made one out of wire that I called "east indian" and it made me giggle for the pun.<br />
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Of course the giggling stopped when I was hit with a surprise order for these from a company in Chicago that wanted 500 made in 2 weeks. I worked constantly for those 2 weeks without rest, and had so many wire cuts on my hands! I got those puppies out on time, though, and for once was able to pay my half of the rent for a few months (no one likes living with a starving artist).<br />
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I suppose I could make a few more of those, but in all honesty, that experience made me vow to never make another one ever again, lol. One day I might though, if there's ever an interest for one.<br />
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<a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16405162">Eclectic Autumn</a><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">This is such a favorite of mine, that I'm surprised it hasn't sold yet (probably has to do with the whole, won't ship until after September 29th thing). I love jewelry, but I'm of a particular taste. I'm kind of a weird bird, so I like my clothes and jewelry (and decor, and cats, etc) to reflect that. Sometimes I get a little tired of seeing bland, boring, same old same old jewelry. I made this to remedy that. I love Autumn. Seriously. If Autumn was a man I'd marry it. I love everything about it, the wind, the chill, the gray skies, the way the trees seem to turn their leaves into priceless jewels, the crunch of those jewels under my feet, the cocoa, the scarves, <span style="font-style: italic;">everything.</span> With luck, this necklace reflects that. When I get home, I'm probably going to be an Autumn-jewelry making demon.<br />
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<a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=15662196">The House Where Nobody Lives</a><br />
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In my humble opinion, Art is one of the most honest ways to express emotions. It's hard to lie with art, it really is. No matter what, parts of you are going to show through. This sculpture was made after one of the greatest heartbreaks of my life. (Ain't love grand? Usually not, unless it's between the pages of a book) This piece is so personal to me, that I almost didn't want to sell it. But another one of my humble opinions about art, is that it's to be shared. I'm not sure if this one will ever sell on Etsy, but perhaps with luck, I can get it in a gallery somewhere. It's good enough for me if it's just looked at, maybe connects with someone else who's gone through the same feelings preserved in it.<br />
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Thanks for braving this first post out with me. Stay tuned for more--same bat-time, same bat-channel ☺<br />
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End transmission.</div></div></div></div>Tavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08240718579252604117noreply@blogger.com0