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Anyone who knows me well can attest to the fact that I lack certain organizational skills. I definitely don’t run the cleanest of households, my car is a disaster, and procrastination was my middle name in college. Yet, somehow, I’m always on time, I always honor my commitments, and I never forget to put those I love first and foremost. My mind works in very atypical ways, and no, I do not have adult ADHD. It’s that I see the larger picture every day while my brain records the tiniest details. So in addition to my messiness, I have bouts of strange intuition bordering on precognition, which are not magical in nature but simply connections my brain makes because I tend to notice and remember everything. So, in a sense, it makes complete sense that I like to create perfect tiny things, one of a kind miniatures that I hope will shape or open other’s imaginations. Here are some of my latest, really tiny creations.
What looks “like crazy on an ordinary day”? Me.
TinkerWhims is now on Bloglovin’.
I have an upcoming market at the end of October, and I am so incredibly excited! Twelve artists in a two-day event, with a huge raffle donating 100% of its proceeds to a local women’s shelter. All of the ladies are super talented, with painters, felters, and various crafters. But the most exciting part is, for the first time, I will get to meet my customers. I will be able to see their expressions while they look at my work, and will hopefully get plenty of comments on what they would like to see.
So I’m crafting, crafting, crafting. I want to bring as many fairy homes to the event as possible, mainly for the above feedback. I also wanted to create a fairly large focal point, in the from of a dollhouse. Here what I’ve made…
My business started because of my daughter, but my first few customers were undeniably granny’s, purchasing for themselves. I have had a lot of eighty year olds tell me stories about childhood fairy villages, memories and feelings of childhood magic, and having troubles with their computer:) I assumed this was my target market, and it wasn’t until the first Christmas season that I discovered parents, aunts, and uncles buying for girl’s. Girl’s that love dollhouses, fairies, Coraline, and all things Tim Burton. Girl’s with rich imaginations, ripe for something other that the usual Toy R Us fare.. Here are two items pandering specifically to that audience…
This box was made for the light sleeper/true believer in mind! And because I’ve worried about how I will ever slip anything under my own poor sleeper’s pillow:) The box is first painted lavender, then brushed with purple glitter, and adorned with a fairy cameo and flowers. The shell within is secured to the lining, and is where a tiny tooth may be placed. https://www.etsy.com/listing/241618972/tooth
This surprise fairy dwelling looks like a pretty, feminine box that any girl would love to own. But the real gift is the detailed fairy home within, with three levels on the left hand side, and four on the left. I imagine a girl of six or seven displaying this creation in her bedroom, and then folding it like a suitcase and taking it to Grandma’s for the weekend. https://www.etsy.com/listing/241689453/box
Hopefully I have my finger on the pulse of every little girl’s dream…
Watching someone you love decline from an incurable disease is one of the most soul sucking experiences unique to the human race. Wild animals are luckier, lacking doctors and medicines to prolong the suffering, both for the patient and their loved ones. If I didn’t have an artistic hobby, the compulsion and the desire to create, I really don’t know how I would deal with what I am seeing. Bad day, bad doctors appointment, make a fairy/gypsy caravan, and imagine running away to travel the world. Achieve a state of flow, and let the fear slide though my fingers. Noticing a mental decline in my loved one, hoping she hasn’t caught on, and glue moss for hours, letting the sadness slide through my fingers. Watching someone struggle for every breath they take, build a fairy sailboat to imagine sailing the seas, and slowly allow grief to slide though my fingers…
There is so much beauty and pain in life, and they inevitably go hand in hand. When my emotions become so insurmountable and overwhelming, miniature beauty creates order out of chaos. I am so very grateful for the outlet.
I’ve been planting this year’s fairy garden with the help of the most instructional, demanding, and opinionated partner you could imagine, one so particular that almost no decision regarding the space has been mine. Placement, color, flow, are all very important to her, and must be done exactly her way. I concede because my partner is my daughter and because, well, she is… three. So, right now planning our garden is not the most relaxing thing. My solace has been in creating a new line of garden doo dads, tiny stuff that I took great pleasure in crafting and would place perfectly if, in fact, my garden were actually my own:)
Since I’ve begun crafting, I’ve been fortunate enough to be introduced to the work of others who are also utterly compelled to express themselves, in whatever media that works for them. I have seen some of the most beautiful, most unusual pieces on Etsy, and have to share them because they blow my mind. I now fancy myself somewhat of an artisan expert, and below, are my current favorites:)