Tuesday, September 06, 2011
New Items Posted on Etsy
I am making the move from Artfire to Etsy. It is time consuming to say the least! I still have 22 items to move, and then maybe I can make some new things! Alas, I have more ideas than time. Here are a few examples of items recently moved:
Friday, August 19, 2011
My Jewelry
Beautiful necklace and earrings listed here. Chinese coins and Carnelian chip beads. Go check it out. ;)
Carnelian: Stabilizing stone with high energy. Stimulates creativity. Excellent for restoring vitality. Protects the dead on the journey to the afterlife. Protects against envy, rage, and resentment. Calms anger and replaces with love.
Carnelian: Stabilizing stone with high energy. Stimulates creativity. Excellent for restoring vitality. Protects the dead on the journey to the afterlife. Protects against envy, rage, and resentment. Calms anger and replaces with love.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Look What I Did!
My sister found a shark's tooth at the beach this summer. She asked me to make it into a necklace for her husband's birthday. I wirewrapped the tooth and made a natural colored hemp necklace with twist knots. Bead closure. They both loved it! My first custom job. ;)
Monday, August 15, 2011
Taking orders now!
I can take orders for crafts here on blogger any time. All I need is a valid email address linked to Paypal account. The necklace below I am particularly proud of. It is 18" long with a toggle clasp. Made of tiger eye bead chips with a wire wrapped moonstone pendant. I may make one for me! It's $25, check out my Etsy page (link on sidebar) for more items!
Tuesday, August 02, 2011
Moving to Etsy
I am unhappy with Artfire. I know some who do well there, but I decided to work with Etsy now. There is a cute little widget on the sidebar.
Go buy something cute! ;)
Go buy something cute! ;)
Friday, July 15, 2011
Christmas in July Sale!
This weekend only! Christmas in July! Everything in the studio is 10% off! Including five Christmas wreaths!
Check it out now!
I am also adding new items this weekend. Also on sale!
Gold and black glass bead earrings $15.
Gold and black glass bead ring. Size 7. $12
Orange hemp macrame bracelet/anklet with white wood beads, knot and loop closure. Measures 7 1/2 " long. $8
Natural colored hemp with colored wood beads, 26" long. Bead and loop closure. $15
Check it out now!
I am also adding new items this weekend. Also on sale!
Gold and black glass bead earrings $15.
Gold and black glass bead ring. Size 7. $12
Orange hemp macrame bracelet/anklet with white wood beads, knot and loop closure. Measures 7 1/2 " long. $8
Natural colored hemp with colored wood beads, 26" long. Bead and loop closure. $15
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Rings, Earrings, and Hemp!
More new stuff on my Artfire studio! There is a link on the sidebar. I also have a few new items to be added soon. So check back regularly!
Saturday, July 02, 2011
Sale!
I'm having a sale on my Artfire studio (see sidebar for link, I'm lazy tonight). Everything is 10% off! This weekend only! Including new items just added!
Monday, June 27, 2011
Unsure...
I am not sure how to promote my online jewelry sales more. I do have some flyers I can put up around town, and when I get back to work at the school in the fall I can leave cards and flyers in the workroom maybe. It's just a little frustrating that I have stuff that hasn't sold even though it's been up for months.
I need to make more stuff. A lot more. If I had more volume of things, the likliness of something being purchased would rise. Also, I'm hoping by next spring to have enough, and to have sold enough online to go to the craft fair at the Dogwood Arts Festival. It just seems so far away, and I have gifts to make, and a Christmas Stocking for Brianna... I really need to get busy!
I need to make more stuff. A lot more. If I had more volume of things, the likliness of something being purchased would rise. Also, I'm hoping by next spring to have enough, and to have sold enough online to go to the craft fair at the Dogwood Arts Festival. It just seems so far away, and I have gifts to make, and a Christmas Stocking for Brianna... I really need to get busy!
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
All these years
All these years and still I retrurn to the same place, the same friend I always counted on. When I'm down I think of you, when I'm lonely, again you. Sometimes I wish I'd never met you and other times I don't know what I would have done without you. Here but not here. Mine but never mine. A dream of what might have been, and nothing more...
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Stuck
I feel a little stuck right now. I have started with the craft selling to earn extra money. It is hard starting. Everything is only online right now, and it's just not selling. I went pro last month because the first month is free, but if I don't start selling items, I'll have to drop back to basic. I have made some business cards and flyers so maybe that will get the ball rolling. I would like to go to flea markets or something like that, but I'm not sure how to start that. I actually have a few other things I could sell, things I bought to start my online business that didn't start. :/
I've tried the ebay thing, it doesn't work for me. It's very frustrating when you are doing the exact same thing as others, but for some reason it isn't working.
Ok, I've cleared the air a bit. Maybe that will help.
I've tried the ebay thing, it doesn't work for me. It's very frustrating when you are doing the exact same thing as others, but for some reason it isn't working.
Ok, I've cleared the air a bit. Maybe that will help.
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
Monday, June 06, 2011
Jewelry for Sale
I have just uploaded some new things to my Artfire. There is a link to my page on the sidebar. Two necklaces of completely different character! One has glass beads on silver plated wire hand linked together to make a delicate chain in which a fairy pendant dangles from.
The other is hand knotted hemp, with sparkly green and pink beads woven into it. This one is shorter, a choker. It has a large silver colored peace sign charm in the center with two small wooden beads on either side of it. Hippie Princess. ;)
The other is hand knotted hemp, with sparkly green and pink beads woven into it. This one is shorter, a choker. It has a large silver colored peace sign charm in the center with two small wooden beads on either side of it. Hippie Princess. ;)
Friday, May 27, 2011
Fiction Friday ~ Guest Post
This is a poem from a poetry project for school. I have reproduced it as is, font and all, with her permission.
Art
By: Tristin Hunter
Everyone’s definition of art is different,
But every single one is brilliant.
Someone’s definition may be cheerful,
While another’s may be full of dismal.
No one knows the true meaning,
But we can keep searching as long as we’re breathing.
Though we already have it in our lives,
Floating around like a tree’s leaves.
The definition of art is in itself,
And in every place it does excel.
Art
By: Tristin Hunter
Everyone’s definition of art is different,
But every single one is brilliant.
Someone’s definition may be cheerful,
While another’s may be full of dismal.
No one knows the true meaning,
But we can keep searching as long as we’re breathing.
Though we already have it in our lives,
Floating around like a tree’s leaves.
The definition of art is in itself,
And in every place it does excel.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Fiction Friday ~ Guest Post
This is a poem from a poetry project for school. I have reproduced it as is, font and all, with her permission.
Mother
By: Tristin Hunter
The old house quietly creaks,
And the cats are ever so meek.
I step onto the old wooden boards,
And I hear the piano strike a single chord.
The melody grows stronger,
As the beautiful notes grow longer.
They become faster and faster,
And then I see the piano’s master.
She is sitting in front of the white and black,
Using the musical talent she does not lack.
I sit listening in a velvet chair,
In a room I once called the “lair”.
As she plays, I’m reminded of my childhood here,
Living so close to the pier.
And when the music finally stops,
Up onto my feet, I hop.
To greet the woman I love ever so dearly,
The one I come to see more than just yearly.
The woman who raised me through good and bad,
The woman who comforted me when I was ever so sad.
The woman who taught me all I know,
Even about the rain and snow.
This woman can never be replaced by any other,
My dear mother.
Mother
By: Tristin Hunter
The old house quietly creaks,
And the cats are ever so meek.
I step onto the old wooden boards,
And I hear the piano strike a single chord.
The melody grows stronger,
As the beautiful notes grow longer.
They become faster and faster,
And then I see the piano’s master.
She is sitting in front of the white and black,
Using the musical talent she does not lack.
I sit listening in a velvet chair,
In a room I once called the “lair”.
As she plays, I’m reminded of my childhood here,
Living so close to the pier.
And when the music finally stops,
Up onto my feet, I hop.
To greet the woman I love ever so dearly,
The one I come to see more than just yearly.
The woman who raised me through good and bad,
The woman who comforted me when I was ever so sad.
The woman who taught me all I know,
Even about the rain and snow.
This woman can never be replaced by any other,
My dear mother.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
I've gone Pro on Artfire
And to celebrate, I have a coupon on my Artfire site.
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Friday, May 13, 2011
Fiction Friday ~ Guest Post
This is a poem from a poetry project for school. I have reproduced it as is, font and all, with her permission.
A Fey's Catch
by Tristin Hunter
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly one.
A deadly one, indeed.
They hunted her,
So fast, they were merely a blur.
They bound her tight,
Before first light.
They left that creature,
With the girl’s features.
Her parents’ thinking nothing unusual,
The child gaining their approval.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly one.
A deadly one, indeed.
The fey took her to their home,
Where she was left to forever roam.
She lived and grew there,
In the cold Winter Court air.
She never thought to escape,
Always drinking their wine and eating fox grapes.
She never learned of the world outside of that place,
So she was never prone to venture out of her space.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly one.
A deadly one indeed.
One day a half-breed came by,
Who was ever so sly.
She told stories of the human world,
And memories in the girl’s mind began to unfurl.
She knew what was real now,
Even if she didn’t know how.
She had to get away,
Away from these evil fey.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly one.
A deadly one indeed.
So she ran and ran,
With only one plan:
Get away from these things,
These nasty creatures with wings.
The Unseelie queen was very unhappy,
She ordered the fey to bring her back and make it snappy.
They never caught her though,
Because she had reached her world, where the iron grows.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly catch.
A deadly catch indeed.
She found her mother,
She found her father.
She expelled the creature that had been taking her place,
The one with unusual grace.
It wouldn’t give without a fight,
And it lunged at her ready for a bite.
But with all the girl’s time using that creature’s space,
And she had learned their pace.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly catch.
A deadly catch indeed.
She dodged and fought,
And in the end, got the victory she sought.
Her parents’ welcomed her back,
And trust in who she was, they did not lack.
From then on out,
She lived without doubt.
That this was where she was meant to be,
And she lived a life filled with glee.
A Fey's Catch
by Tristin Hunter
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly one.
A deadly one, indeed.
They hunted her,
So fast, they were merely a blur.
They bound her tight,
Before first light.
They left that creature,
With the girl’s features.
Her parents’ thinking nothing unusual,
The child gaining their approval.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly one.
A deadly one, indeed.
The fey took her to their home,
Where she was left to forever roam.
She lived and grew there,
In the cold Winter Court air.
She never thought to escape,
Always drinking their wine and eating fox grapes.
She never learned of the world outside of that place,
So she was never prone to venture out of her space.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly one.
A deadly one indeed.
One day a half-breed came by,
Who was ever so sly.
She told stories of the human world,
And memories in the girl’s mind began to unfurl.
She knew what was real now,
Even if she didn’t know how.
She had to get away,
Away from these evil fey.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly one.
A deadly one indeed.
So she ran and ran,
With only one plan:
Get away from these things,
These nasty creatures with wings.
The Unseelie queen was very unhappy,
She ordered the fey to bring her back and make it snappy.
They never caught her though,
Because she had reached her world, where the iron grows.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly catch.
A deadly catch indeed.
She found her mother,
She found her father.
She expelled the creature that had been taking her place,
The one with unusual grace.
It wouldn’t give without a fight,
And it lunged at her ready for a bite.
But with all the girl’s time using that creature’s space,
And she had learned their pace.
A Fey’s catch
Is a deadly catch.
A deadly catch indeed.
She dodged and fought,
And in the end, got the victory she sought.
Her parents’ welcomed her back,
And trust in who she was, they did not lack.
From then on out,
She lived without doubt.
That this was where she was meant to be,
And she lived a life filled with glee.
Monday, May 09, 2011
A Resurrection
Coming soon...
To this very blog...
A resurrection...
Or return if you like...
A remembrance of this particular blog's glory days...
Regular scheduled programming of a sort...
In short...
Fiction Fridays are coming back!
The first few will be guest posts by my brilliant, yet scatterbrained daughter. She wrote some poetry for a school project that just blew me away. And some of this stuff she just whipped up at the last minute! Ah to be young and full of potential...
So check back Fridays, I'm going to set it to post the next couple today so I don't forget. :)
To this very blog...
A resurrection...
Or return if you like...
A remembrance of this particular blog's glory days...
Regular scheduled programming of a sort...
In short...
Fiction Fridays are coming back!
The first few will be guest posts by my brilliant, yet scatterbrained daughter. She wrote some poetry for a school project that just blew me away. And some of this stuff she just whipped up at the last minute! Ah to be young and full of potential...
So check back Fridays, I'm going to set it to post the next couple today so I don't forget. :)
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
Delete Button
I typed out a long post, but then I realized it was an incoherent rant over how awful my kids have been lately so I deleted it. They have been awful lately, but not the whole time. And I really don't know what to do about it, but just typing it out seemed to help, so I'm good now.
Something is bothering my seven year old. Maybe she's suffering deep buried separation issues. Or maybe she just hasn't had enough sleep. Seriously, I'm that unsure of what the problem is. LoL. I've been raising my voice too much with them again. I hate when I do that, and I work on it. But at some point in the madness I lose it. I'm human. Sue me. I am like so many others. A victim of our childhood. Don't get me wrong I'm not using it as an excuse, just an explanation.
I didn't have a horrible childhood, and my mother did fairly well. I just really did not get a clear idea of what proper child rearing is. I was with my mom until I was 13 and she was probably over-indulgent. Tired single moms let more go because they aren't there often. Then as a teen with my dad and stepbitch mom, I was punished for every little thing and not allowed to do much when I wasn't. I pretty much missed the fun part of high school. Opposite extremes, and no idea what the middle ground should be.
But I do my best, I read "the experts". I ask other moms, etc. And most of the time I do well. But there's always those days when I feel like I have turned into Joy on My Name is Earl. (If you have not seen that show, go for it. Hilariously trashy funny. And I can imitate Joy's accent pretty well!) But in real life it's not funny, it's tacky. And I really don't like it.
*sigh*
So I keep working on it, and maybe my kids will be better than me at it, and theirs better than them. And so on, and so forth. Nobody is perfect, right? I do what I tell my kids to do. I try my best.
Something is bothering my seven year old. Maybe she's suffering deep buried separation issues. Or maybe she just hasn't had enough sleep. Seriously, I'm that unsure of what the problem is. LoL. I've been raising my voice too much with them again. I hate when I do that, and I work on it. But at some point in the madness I lose it. I'm human. Sue me. I am like so many others. A victim of our childhood. Don't get me wrong I'm not using it as an excuse, just an explanation.
I didn't have a horrible childhood, and my mother did fairly well. I just really did not get a clear idea of what proper child rearing is. I was with my mom until I was 13 and she was probably over-indulgent. Tired single moms let more go because they aren't there often. Then as a teen with my dad and step
But I do my best, I read "the experts". I ask other moms, etc. And most of the time I do well. But there's always those days when I feel like I have turned into Joy on My Name is Earl. (If you have not seen that show, go for it. Hilariously trashy funny. And I can imitate Joy's accent pretty well!) But in real life it's not funny, it's tacky. And I really don't like it.
*sigh*
So I keep working on it, and maybe my kids will be better than me at it, and theirs better than them. And so on, and so forth. Nobody is perfect, right? I do what I tell my kids to do. I try my best.
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
But I don't feel 39!
Today is my birthday. I am 39. It just doesn't seem possible! I don't feel that old.
My mom took us out to dinner for my birthday Sunday night. This is a new tradition we started with Tristin's birthday last September. Since it's too damn expensive to eat out anymore, we only go on birthdays.
I picked Applebees and had one of their 550 calorie meals. It was really good. Just smaller portions.
I had the bottom one, sirloin with garlic herb shrimp.
Tristin and I split one of their molten lava fudge cakes with ice cream. It was delish! Brianna had a chocolate sundae.
Tristin's friend sent three cupcakes home with her this weekend. So they fixed one up for me last night:
Yummy!
My mom took us out to dinner for my birthday Sunday night. This is a new tradition we started with Tristin's birthday last September. Since it's too damn expensive to eat out anymore, we only go on birthdays.
I picked Applebees and had one of their 550 calorie meals. It was really good. Just smaller portions.
I had the bottom one, sirloin with garlic herb shrimp.
Tristin and I split one of their molten lava fudge cakes with ice cream. It was delish! Brianna had a chocolate sundae.
Tristin's friend sent three cupcakes home with her this weekend. So they fixed one up for me last night:
Yummy!
Monday, April 25, 2011
Burlesque
I absolutely love this movie, if you haven't seen it yet you should. There are scantily clad men and women, awesome music, and even a decent little plot. And Cher!
The amazing vocals of Christina Aguilera
And Jack. (Cam Gigandet) ;)
The amazing vocals of Christina Aguilera
And Jack. (Cam Gigandet) ;)
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Hello World
I went ahead and hid a bunch of personal pictures so I can make this blog public again. I will only put up new pictures of the kids on facebook, because I have that on private. I used to just put up whatever, but it bothers me now.
Well...
Obviously this getting back to blogging isn't as easy as I expected. For one, I don't get on the desktop a lot. Maybe a few times a week and usually with a task in mind. Also, I've been submerged in a good set of books. The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, and the other two that go along with it. A lot of the writing is very hard to get into, technical descriptions of journalism and financial stuff. But if you push through that part the story is really worth.
Plus I'm not really sure what to write about. I used this blog in the past as a way to work through things. I'm just as bad with my personal journals, when things are going well I don't write much.
I'll figure it all out. :)
Plus I'm not really sure what to write about. I used this blog in the past as a way to work through things. I'm just as bad with my personal journals, when things are going well I don't write much.
I'll figure it all out. :)
Monday, April 11, 2011
Return of the Blog Girl
I have returned. But I don't want this to be public right now. I've become picky about who I want to see stuff. Especially if I post pictures of my kids. My early posts may be brief but I am dedicated to getting back to this.
Yours truly,
Kat
Yours truly,
Kat
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