the longest 1.2 miles i have ever walked....but i did it....and some more soldered schtuff

so yesterday afternoon the beast and i fought.  a year ago, 2 years ago i would have given up and crawled in my bed, or been forced there by the hubby who worries.   i pushed myself and went down to my studio and made art.   some days when the beast is acting up my body and brain do not communicate with each other.   my throat tries to swallow backwards, and i choke....my hands forget to hold things and that means carrying a glass-glass is a no-no and this big girl is forced to use a plastic drink bottle....which sometimes feels like a grown up girl sippee cup.  my feet and legs forget how to walk on stairs. 

so i made it down to my studio and began putting feathers and vintage text between layers of glass that i had to first wipe down and then tape to prepare to solder.  i have had to learn to laugh, and alot, to keep sane with this disease.   it was almost cartoon like yesterday.  things would begin to fall from my grip and i would try to catch it and just as i had it back in my hands it fell again and i grabbed again.  

the best way to describe how this feels is for you to imagine being on a ride that spins while standing and the floor suddenly tilts or drops out from under you....now while all of this is going on try to walk, talk, swallow, make art....using an x-acto knife and scissors and glass and all things pokey and proddy.....  that is what i live with in varying degrees every day. 

last year while looking for.....ugh i don't know what on the meniere's support group fb page i came across a post that a doctor recommended that you do the hard things, not avoid them and it will help you COPE better over time.  i was angry at first...is this doctor nuts?!  i would like to see him try.   the next day though i realized i had been  letting this beast win.   there are days when i will never be able to even think of getting out of bed no matter how hard i try....but there are plenty of days in between that i can.   i want my life back and i began taking charge again.

  cooking and doing the dishes are still torture as the movement can be nauseating and make the spins flare up....but a little over a year ago i began doing them again...most days.  it sucks but i CAN do it.

last year i did not walk but just a few times on the really good days.  i miss walking, and steph and i started walking again last week...... i was having some really good days so the walking was pretty easy.   we have started off slow, for my sake, just doing 1.2 miles a night.  just a bit over the average 2,000 steps taken in a mile.   i am hoping in the next couple of months to be up to the 10,000 daily steps that are recommended.  

those with meniere's or vertigo and balance issues also have problems navigating in the dark.   with landmarks less visible it feels like floating in outer space and standing on the very edge of the grand canyon with gravity pushing you over the edge all at the same time.  you have no point of reference to know which end is up when your brain is telling you differently.   last night i really wanted to walk and kept thinking there is just no way.  steph asked if i wanted to try and i told her i did not know if i would be able to make it both trips around the block but i wanted to give it a shot.   a part of me was convinced if i just got out there and walked the vertigo and imbalance would just go away.  for so many years i was told this was in my head, or anxiety even though i was originally diagnosed when i was 19.    sometimes, especially on the less challenging days i do try really hard to convince myself that it is all in my head and some days i am just plain in denial that this is really happening to me. 

i probably walked more like 4,000 steps than 2,000 from the stumbling, it was awful and awesome at the same time.  i constantly had to stop and get my bearings back and start up again.  i constantly felt like i was falling and only knew when i was when steph would grab on to me.   steph said i looked like a baby just learning to walk....i saw my shadow at one point and joked i looked like frankenstein walking for the first time!    the first time around the block was scary, the second a challenge...and like i said before it was awful and awesome at the same time.  my daughter kept cheering me on telling me how proud she was of me....and that helped....a lot.  it was the longest 1.2 miles i had ever walked and when we got home i was beyond exhausted.

this evening i was a bit less spinny and off balance but,  i had started to talk myself out of that walk.  it was hard and i had forgotten to have the hubby adjust my second crutch.  i usually only use one, but decided on the extra challenging days we walk that using both might help....i could come up with a list of excuses but i put my walking shoes on and we did it again tonight.  the first lap was hard and the second had me spinning and out of balance just as much as i was the night before.  but i did it!

I DID IT!  I DID IT!  I DID IT! 

and if i did it...then you can too.


so now that i have written a book...let there be arty show and tell!

i used some of this...which i love....

on the back of a mirror.  i am wanting to age the mirror.  this mirror is not like the other cheapies i have done this to...the paint backing is not wanting to come off very easy and makes me wonder if this is even going to work.   as of 12:48 a.m.  the stripper is still working on eating the paint off.   i am going to sleep with fingers crossed that this works. 

i finished taping these.   i love how they look like they are in a science-y display case.  i thought about just doing plain and simple solder, but in my head it gave these bits and pieces a more modern look and i wanted vintage-y because this girl likes vintage-y everything.

i debated between using my newly discovered textured technique and my sorta newly discovered bolted look and decided to go for the newer textured technique. 

half way through i had some regrets...then i soldered a bit more and liked it....then i had regrets.  you know those days when you put on an outfit and hate it and put on another and feel gross and put on another...and another.   good old pms....perimenopausally enhanced that is!  sheesh!

i soldered until 9:00pm and the time flew by.  i was not going to quit until the soldering was all done.  i had no idea how much time had gone by.   looking at this has me so ready to start working on the ancestors piece i sketched and stuff gathered for ummmm....3 years ago maybe.   i am going to need the solder and flux fairy to visit me first since i am almost out of them both. 

i am kinda thinking i have too many pieces for the length i was originally planning on, but we will find out tomorrow when i put it all together. 

i did get one piece patina-ed.  i loves it patina-ed.  i loves it bunches!

normally there is no food or drink allowed in the studio since i work with a lot of icky chemicals.  there is usually something on my hands.  i did make an exception for this though.   my youngest is a culinary genious.  he is considering making this his profession.   we love iced coffee, with the exception of the hubs, and they are expensive.  i had all the makings for it in the pantry and max just made up his own recipe  and with the exception of a tad bit too much sugar the first time, we decided, he nailed it! 

it makes me think back to a brief conversation i had with my dad years ago.  for a long time i wanted to be able to open up a shop in one of  our historical main street buildings.  my dad thought it would be neat to have a small diner/cafe.  he said he could be the cook and we girls could make and sell our art in the same shop.   it makes me sad that we could not ever see that dream come true.  how neat it would have been to have max and my daddy both being culinary genius's together...especially since max reminds me so much of my dad.

i have babbled my brains out and still have a million things i could say but i think this arty girl is going to throw the hubs jeans in the dryer and try to get some sleep so i can finish up that necklace and start something new. 

hope you had a beautiful day....much love to you!  mwah!

ummmm....stuff i did today? i really can't think of a title.

i finished the first one today....squeeeee!   i love it....but after a minute or so of celebration i was not 100% in love with it anymore.   there was just too much space all in the middle there, and once i put it on i was not loving where the feathers hit.

i added another hook so that i could wear it this way too....and i am back on total and complete love.

this necklace has a lot of things i love.  my love of asymmetry, science, found objects,  and all things vintage. 

in the process of finishing the necklace above,  my arty-a.d.d. kicked in and i saw these beige-y pearls sitting in a baggie, and they almost perfectly matched the vintage paper i lined the reliquary boxes with ......and then i heard them whisper.....hey...you....stick us in one of those oh-so-soon-to-be-reliquary boxes over there.....hey you....don't ignore us......you know you want to....it's ok...put the necklace down and just do it. 

ugh....alright already.  i give in to you my arty-a.d.d.  i will do it.   i am glad i did, because it will take a good 24 hours for the diamond glaze to dry completely.   i have no clue what i will add to these at this point and that is because i would not give in any longer to the arty-a.d.d.  i went right back to work on the necklace.  yea me....

ok....so when we watch a scary or gorey icky movie we always do a happy chaser show to wash away all the yuck from our brains.....well after i finish a prototype or a first of a mulitple of something i kinda do the same thing.  i give my brain a little mini break and work on something little before starting on the second of something. 

i have some vintage plastic pink beads and matching pink freshwater pearls that i can't quit thinking about, and i think because it is spring, so i decided to put some vintage pink appliques under glass and solder as a focal.

 i soldered the first one, and did not like the dot placement.  when i don't like something i push it aside and then come back to it.  sometimes i have to fall in like with something first, and then love will follow.

i soldered the second one and liked the dot placement on this one much better.   i knew there would be no falling in love or like with the first one at this point.

  thank goodness i had other pink appliques to choose from, and quickly had another one under glass and ready to solder in no time. 

one thing i have learned is once you put dots on something, you can't really remove them with out it getting messy and the piece looking like there was some serious solder overdose going on.

 i knew this, but i hated where the dots were and figured if worse came to worse i would break the glass and remove the vintage applique smooshed between the layers of glass.

so i began to try to undot the piece and remove some of the solder....and of course it became a mess. 

right about the time i was ready to reach for the hammer and smack the ever living crap out of it and take my frustration out on this molten mess i remembered how years ago i made spikes on a piece that suffered a solder o.d. .  how perfect would that be?  these are suppose to be roses, i think, and rose bushes have thorns....so when life gives you sucky dots make thorns.....ok not as catchy as ' when life gives ya lemons make lemonade....but close enough.

it took me a minute or so of playing to remember how i did it a couple of years ago.  the first time i made the thorny spikes it was an accident while playing with the temperature on my soldering iron.  you have to turn it down, the temperature, so that as you lift the iron up the solder begins to cool almost immediately.  

i really like this, and i am thinking of keeping it for me.  on a short chain or strand of beads i think it would be fine.  anything too long and as i move it could flip over and stab me.  yipes!  i would have to carry a supply of band-aids and neosporin every time i wore it.  not good. 

i would love to be able to sell it, but i am afraid someone would get stabbed by the spikes and then it would be like mcdonalds and a lapful of hot coffee kind of thing.....and i don't want that.

the hubby and daughter said to just put a disclaimer on the listing....but i think the coffee cups had a disclaimer on them and that did not work for micky d's now did it?!

anyway...i just keep picturing the wear-er hugging some poor soul and putting a bazillion puncture wounds on them.  i think it is better i keep this one as it could potentially be a lethal weapon!

i know i said i would post photos of the progress of the weed killing, but i is so tired and i have about 40 ounces of water that has made its way through my digestive system and is screaming to break free to the other side of the ride.....so i am going to say nighty-night sleep tight and i will type at ya later.

big squishy hugs and sloppy kisses to you.

24 hours just isn't enough

my no-longer-lost-mojo and i request that another 24 hours be added to the day. 

i have so many ideas and i just can not get them all done quick enough.   i am really fighting with the arty-a.d.d.   i am so proud of myself though, because i am finishing projects and not starting on new stuff before i finish every project that i have started.  i have a bad habit of doing that....like a crazy nutty mad scientist i am at times. 

yesterday i did not get a chance to get down to my studio.  for 2 days in a row it was minor disaster after minor disaster.  on top of everything else going on i hit my limit and i bawled like a baby.  all i can say is Lord let this test be part of an awesome testimony...and soon. 

my first project in the studio today was to make a hook and eye type closure for the twin babies reliquaries.

that did not go well.  i could not for the life of me get one to turn out the way i wanted. 

this is the bottom of my newly emptied trash bin....full of discarded attempts at making closures.  it was like i had never made one before, or that i was working with two right hands (because i am a lefty) and was all thumbs. 

i decided to use these guys, which i have not used in quite some time.  they are wire twister doo-hickeys.

i twisted wire, then folded it over and twisted again, so it is the equivalent of 4 strands of wire.  i tried making a clasp from this.....nope.  not what i wanted.  this one made me think of rope and all things nautical.  i saved this one for a future project.

so i went back to the trusty tools of wire bending and shaping.  the pencil and the vintage bird perch.  this time it worked the first time.  finally.

not sure why i have this picture here and for some reason i thought it would be easier to type this instead of just hitting the delete option.  i am tired.

here is the one i patina-ed.  ugh.  i usually love this soldered stuff all patina-y.  i should have listened to my gut on this one.  i like it, and it really does look better all like live and in person, but this one time i wish i would have left it shiny. 

i added an extra bit of fabric where the dangly attaches.

and here is the shiny one all done.

i then started on this......

oh, and i learned something the very, very, very hard way this evening.  if you are going to wire fabric, like what i did for the twin babies necklaces....make sure you leave a tail of wire to grip.  if you don't all you will do is spin and spin and spin the fabric round and round and get no where fast! 

that is pretty much it for now.  

i did try the vinegar as a weed killer thing from PINTEREST  today.

 we have tons of poison ivy in the backyard and the hubby and youngest son are most terribly allergic...the older son we don't know because he is allergic to yard work and sunlight....lol.  i am allergic to steroids, they think.  long story, bad reaction to the stuff.  so we can not take a chance of me coming in contact with it, because they give you steroids when the poison ivy rash gets out of control.
i could not find any real info on using it on poison ivy, but figured i would give it a try.

i did spray it on these gawd awful prickly weeds, i think it is thistle.  the pricklies poke through even the thickest of gloves.   in less than 12 hours it was already dying!  yippee!  i will show before and after photos tomorrow. 

yipes...it is almost 2 am and i still have to throw a load in the dryer.  oh....here is a nifty tip to save time and money when drying clothes.  first, i played with the dryer settings last year and found that i could set the dryer on the half way mark to get our clothes dry.  in the past if i have needed to dry a piece of clothing in a hurry i would throw that one item in plus a big fluffy towel.  well, i have started throwing a towel in with my full loads and now instead of setting the dryer at the half way mark i can now set it at the quarter mark.  half the time means smaller electric bill, especially in the summer when the a.c. is running! 

ok...now i am saying night-night.  i have been getting better at this going to bed thing.  it was after i woke my peeps up around 5:30, and i have been working my way slowly to earlier sleepy times...now, when i do not ramble to very long i can fall asleep at 2:30. 

ok...now i am saying nighty-night for real.

smooches.

couldn't leave that other blog post out there all by itself....

i know i have mentioned this once already, but, .i shut down my old blog since i had run out of photo storage space. 

i had the option to pay for more....but i blog, not only because i love it,  but because it is freeeeeeeeee.

again...i kind of took it as a hint from the Big Guy upstairs that maybe i needed to put the past there and keep it there and start over a bit. 

i have been doing alot of thinking along those lines.  what do i carry over, what do i not.

i have decided i will continue to mention, talk about, and babble a bit about life with Meneire's disease.  after having a few people tell me i have inspired them, insert humble blush here, i figured that is one good reason to continue to jabber on.

 another good reason is to raise awareness of just what having vertigo is like.  it is not just being in a spinny world.  if affects my swallowing, i am always dropping things, some days concentration is nearly impossible, i am hearing impaired, and may eventually lose my hearing altogether someday, and so many other things.

i have read blogs by artists who have whined about there illnesses, their kids and hubbies and how awful everything else all of the time...it seems there are quite a few medically challenged artists out there.  i don't wish to be a whiner, HOWEVER...there are days where my good cheer, optimistic attitude and last nerve are about all used up and i may choose to whine on a rare occasion because being spinny just plain sucks some days.

i have read blogs by artists who paint a picture of nothing but happiness and sunshine, their kids are perfect, their hubby is a saint and they are healthy and all is rainbows, sunshine and unicorns...then you see on facebook they are getting divorced, their kids are in prison  and they are about to drop dead of some dreaded disease and you kinda feel relieved that there is someone out there not actually living a totally perfect storybook happy crappy life but at the same time you feel let down and  lied to...well i do at least. 

so, i will keep on telling it like it is, but trying to keep it happy mostly, because happy is just more funner.

i love to let my pictures do the talking mostly, but it is hard to find pictures for all i have talked about up till now.

i am a dork, a goof-ball, working on growing a thicker skin ex-oversensative girl, a science geek, an artist, mom,of 3 and wife,of 1, keeper of the dust bunnies...although i have been known to neglect the poor boogers to make art or hang with the family,  a survivor of many things...some i have shared, some only a very select few know of, and a couple not even my hubby knows about, a reincarnated hippie, flower child, gypsy who just might be called eccentric as she gets older and i don't care what anyone thinks, eccentric is just a negative way of looking at being unique. 

i have always believed in God, but until the last few years thought he was a real jerk that was only interested in punishing.   some things in life make you realize just how wonderful having God in your corner is, and just how many miracles are out there if you only take the time to see them.  i am not religious though by any means.  i will not shove my thoughts or beliefs in your face, but i will share the miracles with you.  we all have our own path we must make to reach that place where God, or whatever you choose to call it, is.


wow, i just might have my 'about me' for this new blog.  i don't have a clue where this all came from.

this evening i added 6 new pieces.  they are simple, causal pieces.  but i love tribal inspired pieces.  layers and layers.  bright colors.   little beads.

on my old blog i had mentioned since the semi-precious stuff does not seem to be selling right now, and therefore i have lost most of my desire to create them as a result, i am going to go back to what i really love....found object jewelry.

i wanted to be an archaeologist, anthropologist, astrologist and the kid in me still does.   i love old stuff. 

while dyeing scarves i have been snapping up bits of fabric to dye as well for future found object jewelry pieces.

a bit of show-n-tell for you.  what i added to the etsy shop. 

these items are in our A2F, accessory2fashion, shop.  i am hoping once we get all 50-70 scarves added to this shop i can start adding items to the nest feathers and twine shop, which is for home-y stuff. 

you can see bits and pieces of a few of the scarves in these photos. 

thank you for stopping by.

nighty-night.  mwah.