Making Crafty Magic

My throne room and other such goodies

This is my throne room. Pretty much, what you see is what you get. The velvet Snoopy was a cast-off from a friend who was moving away. Who could resist a drunken, velvet Snoopy? Not moi. And yes, that is Mister Hanky blessing my bowl. Next to him is a knit mustache that was given as a gift. I actually have a mustache collection. I’ve got a thing for facial hair. If you have a bald head and a crap ton of facial hair, I want you.
This is actually my closet. It was large enough that I kept one half for my clothes and the other half as a guest space (this couch pulls out into a bed). The quilt is from my childhood. The pegboard is the perfect spot for my sewing tools and also to organize my costume jewelry collection. The organ was a Cassie cast-off and I’m in love with it. It sounds just like Yann Tiersen playing accordion. Each note is pure joy to my ears! And no, I’m not stockpiling kitty litter. These are the best storage containers you can find. They’re even perfect for lugging merchandise to and from craft shows–if you can deal with the perplexed and disgusted looks.
This is the actual clothes portion of my closet. Can’t get enough of those scarves! One of my many fetishes. And yes, those are Dukes of Hazzard Mardi Gras beads straight from New Orleans. It’s only fitting, me being a Hazard and all.
Here’s a view of my deck–the one space that doesn’t feel finished. Oh well. Next spring I’ll work on that.
My hammock chair.
A great photo of me and Tuna.
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There’s the elusive creature that I’ve been courting with food.
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A very cool insect on my bird feeder. Does mother nature make a gazillion-o-pede because this thing looked like it had a gazillion legs?
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Okay, I’m in awe and afraid all at the same time when it comes to the praying mantis. Just to warn you, they will fight you and you will lose. This creature was the size of my hand and it was hanging out near my hammock chair. There was no swinging for me that day!

Making Crafty Magic

Where the magic happens

A colorful panorama here. I cannot praise the baker’s rack enough. All of my Sweet Pea’s inventory goes right there, where I can easily find it. The tablecloth is oil-cloth from the Salvation Army. Such a great find for a buck. Oil-cloth is the best stuff on earth.
Pouty Petunia wondering what the heck I’m doing. Doesn’t she realize by now that I don’t have a clue?
A former supervisor moved into an old farmhouse and this enormous clock was found in the shed. She was nice enough to give it to me. I’ll pretty much accept any cool junk that comes my way.
I had to photograph my beloved Nutri-Bullet. I can’t leave home without it. I literally schlepped that thing to Yellowstone with me. Next to it is a Bitch wine bottle lamp I made. It’s full of tampons, just for irony.
All of my favorite things displayed on one shelf. Look! A little, pink ET. Awe!
My all time favorite gift is in this shot. My former roomie, Thom, made me a Salad Fingers puppet with a vase full of rusty spoons and a rusty tap for Valentines Day a few years ago. Best gift ever! Now he sits on top of my fridge and whispers sweet nothings to me all day. There’s also a piece of slate from a historic building in New Orleans up on the wall.
I had to include my t-shirt rug in at least one shot! The glass jug (aka a carboy) and the large box next to the baker’s rack are beer making equipment. Yum! The large black square in the left corner is the temporary home of my reiki table until I find a more permanent place for it. And this reminds me that I need to hang that poster up that’s sitting behind it.
Another BananaPanorama.
My entry-way is what I consider to be my Cassandra Quackenbush gallery. I have all of her tiny art on display there, along with a bird’s nest, and my container garden.
All of my plants are lined up against the wall here. Hopefully, they’re getting enough sun–fingers crossed. The bench stores all of my field biology and camping gear, plus it’s nice to sit on when you take your shoes off and sing “It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood. It’s a beautiful day for a neighbor. Would you be mine? Could you be mine? Won’t you be, my neighbor?” Now, where’s my darn sweater?

As promised, here are some photos of my kitchen. Feel free to click on them to enlarge your view. This is where all the good stuff gets made–like beer, soap, salves and such. The dining room table doubles as my sewing table and it conveniently folds up so I can actually set up my reiki table in here. There’s a lot going on in this tiny space, that’s for certain, but I’ve found it a lot easier to use compared to the enormous kitchen in the barn. For example, a batch of soap would take me over 2.5 hours to make at the barn, whereas it only takes me an hour here. Cooking and making soap became a hassle because the kitchen at the barn was complete and utter chaos. This place is set up for efficiency and I’m actually enjoying the process of making things again.

Making Crafty Magic

When in doubt, beautify.

DSCF2728I love, love, love to decorate. Have I mentioned that I love to decorate? Well, it just so happens that I do. When I get down in the dumps, the first thing I do is clean, organize and rearrange my space. Perhaps it revitalizes some feng shui or juju within my psyche. All I know is that when I’m in a relaxing place, all seems right as rain. Another thing I love is tiny spaces. When the two worlds collide–tiny spaces and decorating–I’m in heaven. Well, it just so happens that I moved into a teeny-weenie, 300-square foot apartment. These past few months have been spent making infinitesimal decorative fine adjustments and now I finally feel like my apartment is ready for public consumption. So, I wanted to share what I’ve created thus far. Considering that I run several businesses out of my apartment, I think I’ve done a bang-up job of balancing functionality and personality. My requirements were many: I needed a space to make soaps and other bath & body products, plus storage for bottles and ingredients; I needed storage for my vending gear such as tents and tables; I needed a place to sew and make jewelry, plus storage for my mass quantity of fabric; I needed a place to store all of my field biology equipment such as tents, day packs, night packs, and miscellaneous camping gear; I needed a place to meet with people; and I needed a place to set up my reiki table. That’s a tall order for an apartment this size but I rose to the challenge. Heck, at least it doesn’t look like a hoarder lives here, which is what I was afraid would be the case when I first moved in. Since I went crazy with the photos, I’m going to have to break up my apartment tour into several installments. These photos are of my living room/bedroom space. Click on any photo to display a larger version.

This is Petunia’s bed that she lets me sleep on. I used my desk as a room divider which gave me the chance to hang some of my favorite painings and photos. Michael Sowa is probably my favorite artist. He knows how to capture whimsy. I made the large mosaic box on the desk out of all the accidentally smashed dishware that I’ve been collecting over the years. I’m still not completely finished but I will share photos when I’m done. Right now it holds all of my reiki supplies such as tuning forks, cheat sheets, crystals, etc…
I included this photo because you can see the stray cat outside. I’ve been putting food out for it in the hopes that it will want to become part of the family at some point.
My beloved Gibson, The Paul. It calls to me everyday…”Play Me! Play Me!” I’ve gotten good at ignoring it, unfortunately. The items in the striped bag are all the urns and ashes of my dead pets. The striped bag is actually the first thing I ever sewed in home-economics class and it served as the carrier for my savannah monitor named Satchel. He went with me everywhere in that little bag for eleven years. The green wine bottle is actually a silk-screened memorial to a winemaker/friend who has passed and the feathers are from a pet crow who has passed.
Ever since I was a little kid I’ve always wanted a net over my bed. Don’t ask me why. Last year I found one for super cheap on and went for it. By cheap, I mean $17 bucks. Can’t beat that! And I just love it.
I adore the tv cabinet I scored at the Salvation Army a few years ago. It reminds me of the hurricane shutters on all the windows in New Orleans. On top of the tv is my very own nicho that I made. I definitely have to share some photos of that at some point. The quilt draped over the chair is the best one I’ve made thus far. It was the first class I ever taught at Jo-Ann’s so it holds some great memories for me.