randomly chaotic and frequently mundane

someone on link and blog challenge posed an interesting quesiton… ‘if you could only do 1 craft for the rest of your life, what would it be?’ that’s an interesting question for me. since i grew up in a crafting household. i’ve learned how to do so many interesting crafts from my mom and tutu (my grandmother), and gone on my own and learned things they weren’t interested in. it would probably be one of three…

1. cookie cutter ornaments that tutu taught me. they’re simple. made of felt, 2 pieces cut out into the same shape — we used holiday cookie cutters (traced) and pictures we cut out of holiday coloring books. they’re sewn together by hand, a little stuffing is added and then they’re decorated w/ paints, sequins, glitter, etc. this year i got re-interested in making htem. made a bunch, even did a few for halloween, so you can really make em for any occasion.
2. because we vacationed in miami all the time and went to the beach no matter what the season to collect seashells we had a lot of shells. my mom used to do all kinds of things with them. she’d decorate the frame of a mirror, simple jewelry/treasure boxes… she even made animals and clowns out of shells. i only learned to do a few things, but i enjoyed it, and i would of course learn to do more…
3. ceramics. my mom was huge on ceramics. she was one of those people who bought the greenware, cleaned it, then once it was fired to bisque she painted, glazed and all that. i’ve done a few pieces… but nothing compared to what she’s done. and i love doing it. it’s kind of relaxing, actually.

speaking of crafts, this post reminded me of something. when i was growing up we knew a lot of people who were very crafty… one woman my mom was friends with would make these little birds that she sold. now, to make them… she would go into a pasture and collect horse shit. and by horse shit, i mean horse shit. she would bring it home… and fry it (no, i’m not joking), then once it cooled she would add the beak and eyes and feathers and feet. they were interesting. charming until you found out what they were made of. who was buying them i have no idea. but apparently there was a market for them.

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