MUTHAFUCKIN' CHEESEBURGER BALLZ

Double cheeseburgers and testicles, together. Forever.

In progress

GODDAMN SWEET TITTYCATS

GODDAMN SWEET TITTYCATS keychain set

Boob keychain

I crocheted these as a request for an archaeologist gift exchange to take place at a local dive bar. It went over well, I hear.

Crocheted and Embroidered Sriracha Beer Koozie

Ensure that you keep that cheap can of beer cold and your grubby little fingers stay warm. Sriracha beer koozie with embroidered label.

Completed Sriracha beer koozie with top off. Oh my.

Peek-a-boo

Look a little closer... Those damn bumps were such a challenge to embroider over. Pricked many a finger during the process and started over and over and over. 
LOVED EVERY MINUTE.

Teeny Tiny Crocheted String of Pearls Succulent Inspired by PlanetJune

Senecio rowleyanus, more commonly known as String of Pearls, is an "indoor plant with small, bright green, bead-like leaves that appear on long, slender stems. String of Pearls are usually planted in a hanging basket where it has space to cascade freely. String of Pearls is a succulent, and like other succulent plants, it requires little maintenance to keep it happy and healthy." -Home Guides

Another angle of the String of Pearls. I got the idea from the blog PlanetJune! 

I used embroidery thread for the plant because it's hard to find quality yarn here in Alaska that is thinner than the standard worsted weight. I'm in love with this little plant, but I made it for a friend, so I suppose I'll have to give it up.

Tiny card for a tiny crocheted succulent.

sweet happenings at bazaar no. 2

while at today's bazaar, these things happened:

1) "your mind is so warped... i love it."

2) "I LOVE YOUR BRAIN!" 

3) a little girl fell in love with penelope the bunny and came by every 15 minutes during a 5 hour span to hold her or stared longingly at her from across the room. when she left the room, the girl's father rushed over and purchased the bunny and hid it. the little girl came back into the room and immediately starting crying silently when she saw that penelope was gone. she slowly walked over and let the tears roll down her cheeks as her eyes searched my table for her now missing friend. my heart was touched to know that she had become so attached to something that i created with my own hands. it was a good feeling, but it was so bittersweet because she was so sad! she's going to LOVE Christmas morning when she finds penelope in her hands once more, now forever hers to cherish ♥

below are photos of some of the items i sold at the bazaar: 

bucket o' heads

all in a row

boogie boogie

dancing like nobody's watching

totoro, to-to-ro

thumbs up to miyazaki hayao for creating my favorite childhood character and story. my sister and i saw ourselves as satsuki and little mei, frolicking totoro's woods in our big, alaskan backyard in the middle of nowhere. every dark, frigid, wintery morning we walked to our bus stop anticipating the cat bus to come running up with its big smile and warm, fuzzy seats and take us to school. pretend dust bunnies occupied the dark corners of our house.

♥
this is a tribute to totoro. i crocheted a scoodie (scarf + hood) and attached ears and a big, green leaf on top. I crocheted pockets to resemble paws onto the ends of the scarf part complete with long, brown totoro nails. my romper is one i purchased from american apparel. i cut out the mouth and gray belly spots from jersey knit material and hand-stitched the teeth. i then hand-sewed the belly and mouth onto the romper WHILE wearing it and WHILE looking into a mirror... because the romper had an elastic band around the waist and would scrunch up if i took it off. so it took a while... but it was definitely worth it. i had gray boots and my co-worker happened to have fur laying about so i just wrapped it around my boots and sewed up the sides. i love my totoro costume and i hope it provides you with a bit of inspiration to create something that commemorates the feel-good, happy, fuzzy moments of your childhood, too. 

happy halloween!

peekin' around

waiting for the cat bus

hoping for rain

dear motivation: you are missing from my life

why am i not motivated to create? for the past two months, all i want to do is crochet, but i can't find the motivation to pick up a hook, a ball of yarn and create all the great ideas i have jingling around in my brain. is it because summer has arrived in alaska and i'd rather not be cooped up inside? is it because i need to focus on other things like finding a graduate program? or is it because i don't have someone pushing me to create and i'm simply procrastinating? i think it's all of the above. hopefully, writing this out will get the wheels turning once again. i'm heading to the craft store now to pick up some yarn for my next project. it's a huge project and it needs to be completed before the city fair starts. :) i'll keep you updated, folks! thanks for checking in and supporting me from all corners of the world.

the place where my ideas come to life

   

my room, my inspiration: welcome to the place where my ideas come to life. this is where i crochet, browse etsy stores, felt, flip through amigurumi and other craft books, dress, un-dress, and put my face on. it's a busy little room. can you believe that these walls were originally a blindingly hideous glossy brown wall-paneling circa 1970s?? ugh. thank goodness the landlord let me paint over it. i installed the wall shelving, the treasure boxes and mirror for my "vanity" area, and the wall mounted desk. i bought the paper lamps dangling above my bed online at Asian Import Store. the black frame was found at a local thrift store, spray painted black and hung neatly on my accent wall. i successfully manipulated this space into one in which i am comfortable, brightens my mood even during the darkest day of the alaskan winter, and inspires me to create.