My mom left me this note at her place today with these two little rocks I painted for her when i was a kid. I LOVED painting pet rocks. These are the only kinds I did which were just a full-on face; my later ones were painted as if they were little guinea-pig-shaped creatures with nifty designs on their backs.
Since my mood has at last improved,I finally got around to creating this year’s One Eyed Christmas Beast. It may be 2016 now(at LAST), but this is for 2015. You can see last year’s One Eyed Christmas Beast here.
Here he is being welcomed into the family here at Ice Station Eyeball.
And here we have the rest of the Armor Party Manual for my friends’ Christmas gifts. Click on the images to read about them. 🙂
When we have armor parties, Kenny(purple) and son Kent(green) bring brownies and chicken wings. Karyn(orange) usually brings treats from Trader Joe’s.
I got Steve(blue) a mouse sander for Christmas a couple of years ago. Although I have never abused it like this, I am guilty of using tools in unorthodox ways.
Ashley(yellow) was once working feverishly on two costumes at once, with a small army of people assisting. This is Joann(lavender) and Karyn, pinning and tucking and patterning. Joann is often who we go to for clothing sewing needs, and Karyn has about nine hundred Jedi costume patterns in a box.
One thing we nearly always create at armor parties is a huge damned mess.
One of my most beloved sayings of my dear Karyn is her phrase “Dear Gussy..” Used in various ways, it can mean anything from “oh my!” to “oh crap!”.
I saw Kent smelting some aluminum cans at one of our last get-togethers, with full safety gear on.
Kenny has a fantastic Lobot costume and the little bald head to go with it. He also has an adhesive to put Lobot piece on said little bald head. I often wondered if …..the wrong glue were used…
When we gather at Kenny and Kent’s place, their little cat Misty often “helps” us. Also appearing in this is the not-often seen Jason, Joanne’s husband(red). Who, in actuality, is often outside having a smoke when things happen. 🙂
Jason, Joanne,Karyn,Kent,Kenny,Ashley,Steve and me. My little gang.
Oh, yeah…you might want to steer clear of our Halloween pumpkin.
Any maybe the wreath on the door, too…The Wreath with Teeth I made years ago; it’s been a faithful door guard every year. 3:)
Here’s Uncle Steve carving the pumpkin:
There’s a bit of a sad story behind this little Shrinky Dink. See, a few years ago, I thought I would get to return to a place of employment that I had sincerely enjoyed. It was a creative job, I had made friends there and had learned a lot of techniques, and was I was truly looking forward to diving back in after a seasonal hiatus. Alas, I was not asked back and was told my skills wouldn’t be needed again. I had made this little Shinky Dink zipper pull to put on a new tote bag I had bought specifically for work. Still,I hold no malice and would totally jump right back in if asked. I love the people there.
In a similar vein to Matt of Dinosaur Dracula, I snookered myself into getting a $5 value pack of pom poms, pipe cleaners,and wiggle eyes. Why, I have no idea, it’s not as if the entire room I am sitting in isn’t loaded with crafting implements. But it was shiny, it was sparkly and festive, and I had vivid dreams right then and there in the store of making cute little pom pom friends to attach to bright colored packages for Christmas.
Well, I got inspired upon finding this BIG pom pom. Don’t ask how I got the pom pom. I didn’t make the pom pom, and I wish I had, because I would love to make monstrous sized pom poms. Lo and behold, big red fluffy thing was the perfect canvas for…this.
And, similar to Matt’s request, I need a name!!