Pair -o- Dice

I did a thing…

Chainmaille Dice

I felt the need for a little something hanging from the rear-view mirror of my car…and a good friend in the Chainmailler’s group just happened to write up a tutorial for a delightful little 6 sided cube with spots ūüėÄ

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These should look absolutely fantastic in my car…I even offered up a blood sacrifice to the chainmaille Gods to insure it…

 

 

 

 

 

 

And – because everyone should have a pair – I stuck ’em on my Etsy page, as well…

Too fun!

 


		
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The Return of The Dude!

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A bit ago, I posted one of my Etsy listings for The Dude Chainmaille pattern I created Рselling ready-made-dudes, customized colors, and I even included a tutorial for any of the other chainmaille addicts out there if they wanted to make one of their own.

All I asked for was recognition as the designer of the pattern.

I did a search on Etsy last night – and I found my Dude being sold by another vendor.

 

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

 

What an awesome feeling – that something I pulled¬†from the creative soup inside my skull was considered good enough for another creative person to duplicate ūüėÄ

Warm fuzzies and happy tinglys – CHECK.

The Long, Dark Teatime

January in Wisconsin certainly qualifies…

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We’ve certainly got dark down. ¬†With our position on this tilted globe, our average sunlight in January is 9 hours. ¬†This means I leave for work JUUUUUUST as the sun is breaking the horizon, and leave work as it’s brushing the hills¬†to the west. All my free-time during the work week is spent in twilight and night.

 

We’ve got cold. ¬†I got a warning last night from my computer that I ‘aught to bundle up this morning, because the morning temp was supposed to be hovering right around a single degree above zero. ¬†When the average temps are afraid of double-digits, every single minute outdoors feels like 10. ¬†That’s long…

 

And I’ve got tea. ¬†Granted, I like the iced stuff with a hint of lemon, but I will occasionally brew up a hot cup. ¬†The most wonderful thing in the world is a hot coffee mug encircled by hands that have just spent a 1:10 ratio of time in single-digit weather.

 

Once I get to this point in the year, I’m past the ‘I wanna hibernate’ phase, because the rest of the world is gone to sleep without me. ¬†It’s quiet, because most of the energy in these parts is deep and slumbering beneath the blanket of snow…dreaming of sunshine and warmth and the promise of spring.

Look at me…all waxing poetic & stuff…

 

Winter, this year, certainly feels like the Long, Dark, Tea-time of the soul (with a subtle nod to Douglas Adams, of course…)

So far this year – I’ve been very contemplative. ¬†Maybe it’s because, once again, I’m within the sphere of influence of the Fox River and the power-nexus which found me¬†the last time I lived in Downtown Waukesha.

Maybe it’s because I’m adding yet another + to the growing string of ’em marching endlessly behind the 29 fiction I keep running regarding my physical age on this ball of dirt.

Maybe it’s because I (and the rest of the country) are holding their collective breaths – waiting to see what direction the inbound Creamsicle Administration (Orange in the White House) is going to spin our little Democratic Republic.

Naaaaaa…

I think I’m extra-contemplative this year because¬†I’ve¬†spent waaaaay too much time on this¬†whirly bird chainmaille pattern.

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To me – whirlys are a very soothing pattern. ¬†The placement of each ring makes sense. ¬†The form is balanced and ‘right.’ ¬† The marble within the cage is secure yet mobile.

And I can add a rainbow of colors with different colored glass. ¬†As I’ve got a new shipment of various marbles winging it’s way to my doorstep right now – I should have plenty of whirlys to go around by spring.

If you want a little whirly of your very own to assist in contemplating the existence of tea and cold Wisconsin winters Рyou can get one here.

Stay warm, everyone!

 

 

 

 

 

To Infinity!

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A couple of weeks ago, a lady on my chainmaillers group on Facebook posted a video of a new creation she’d come up with. ¬†Everyone ooo’d and ahhh’d and, with the fevor of hard-core creative types, requested (begged, pleaded, kowtowed, offered lavish sacrifice for) a tutorial become available.

Well, JUUUUST before Labor day – that tutorial suddenly appeared on the interwebz. ¬†There were delays involving technical difficulties with recording the tutorial video, a LOT of Facebook stalking of that thread in our group, a few bitten fingernails (mostly mine, I can’t confirm the status of anyone else’s digits) and, overall, a lot of good-natured ribbing as we waited for the magic images.

The $12 bucks I threw at her tutorial was some of the best money I’ve spent on the web.

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She calls this pattern the ‘Infinity Rose.’

Damn…this thing is addictive – both to create, AND to play with. ¬†So addictive, sadly, that I think I irritated a nerve. ¬†The inner tip of my left ring finger has been slightly numb since Saturday evening.

My pliers are, for the moment, in the penalty (tool)box Рwaiting for some feeling to come back into my finger.  With most sprains, strains and body-irritations, time & rest is what heals things.

But I’ve NEVER wanted to chainmaille so bad in my LIFE!

On the other hand, a forced break from creation is allowing me to get some well-overdue listings for pieces up on Etsy.

Come see what I’ve been up to ūüėÄ

Disregard the sound – Roommates watching Futurama¬†when I recorded this…