Me rambling about things. My life, atheism, toys, kitsch, books I'm working on, genderqueerness, this and that... Wee!
Renouveau 70
After being over two months late, the crud seems to have shown up today. Sort of. It began yesterday, very early in the morning, or so I thought. Then there was almost nothing for the entire day, and this morning, kind of something. This is the strangest period I've ever had.
Fun times!
I'm so tired. At least my home is peaceful.
I can barely stand the news right now. And by barely, I mean not at all. What the fuck happened to this planet? I keep thinking that in a few years, it'll all seem like a bad dream.
So I'm going to do what I can to spread what joy I can (does the Internet ever need it lately). I'll be doing everything I need to do to keep myself from falling apart entirely.
One of the things I've been focusing on is starting a little business because of how much I adore making and gazing at macramé, how much I love the 70s. As I tweeted earlier, I'm availing myself of 21st century technology insofar as it facilitates my 70s lifestyle; otherwise, the 21st century can fuck off until further notice.
I'm particularly interested in making this venture applicable in "real life" as its called online.
I discovered that there's a really groovy local market that runs from spring to fall, on Sundays. I'm going to spend the next couple of months creating a lot of macramé and taking nice photos of the pieces, so that I have a portfolio to show the person who's in charge of said local market.
The other day, I made this test owl (I'm keeping that one), it's about medium-sized.
Then, this week, I created a wall-hanging for my mom's birthday. It's my own design. I used a few different knotting patterns, and basically made up the design as I went along. The photo I took below fails to capture the cord's beautiful blond/golden sand color. The piece is about five inches wide, and 25 inches long or so (minus the embroidery hoop from which it hangs).
It's hanging on a wall until I put it in a box, and I'm going to miss it; I'll have to make myself another one. It's so damn soothing to look at, I tell you. There's something so warm and mellow about macramé. I've done a number of crafts in my day, but macramé is by far my favorite. I've enjoyed no other craft more than this one.
I spent the morning designing a banner for this booth I hope to run. I used a happy template, and added the text to it, modifying said text in number of ways.
Isn't it happy? I also designed a business card with the same image etc.
I'll use my Etsy shop as the online link to said booth, but maybe eventually I'll create a Square shop of my own, I'm not sure yet. As you can see, I called the booth/shop "Renouveau 70". So anyway, all of this has been cheering me up a lot.
I want pick up my ukulele again so I can twang it a bit when I'm running this booth. I plan to get a "work uniform" of neat retro t-shirts with pictures of candy like Toosie Rolls and bubble gum, and Orange Crush and so on... Just to add to the happy vibe. They have an immense selection of these on Retro Planet.
I also plan to sell my photocopied zines at this booth; the zines will then be turned into a series of Unrepentant Tomboy books.
In other fun news, I got this great Tiki cup at the dollar store yesterday, while I was getting macramé odds and ends.
So, you know. Doing all the happy things. Watching the Marx Brothers a lot these days. Shielding myself from the madness as much as possible.









I love your macrame. Did I ever tell you I do origami? I think it serves the same purpose, and with the bright colours and geometric shapes, there is a 70s feel to it as well. (I am a Peter Max fan.) I recently got a book (I have a lot of books, and used to belong to a club that would bring in cool Japanese orgamiists(?) and I got a couple signed!) that shows how to make nifty kinetic figures, and I memorised one where you can make the moon, but also animate it to do all the phases. I love the owls. I remember my mum doing them (and me, too) and the hanging planters. She liked to collect different kinds of grasses and flowers and dry them and feature them in her macrame. She also liked to do those hanging planters. I am sure you remember them. I expect that the fibre has much improved since the 70s!
I am worried about the news. There is a workshop/course in puppetry, I want to take in the US with this super cool puppeteer who did the Team America World Police puppets, but I am a bit scared to go to the US, what with one thing and another.
Origami looks too much like geometry to me, I'd go mad trying to work out those folds [laughs]
Oh yeah, I remember the planters! I plan to make some of those, too :-)
I tell you, I have no intention of putting one toe in the States until they straighten their shit out down there. If any customs official asked me what "my views on Trump are" I'd probably get arrested ;-)
This is all just YES. ❤
I love how you get an idea and just go for it... Is that a teachable skill?
Thank you for saying it's all just YES :-)
Because my confidence skills are sort of, well, wobbly at best.
Really? I don't ever get that impression from you. You seem to be bold and confident about your work and your voice. Even if you do prefer to be snug at home. 💜
You know, that's the funny thing. I've told this to people in the past too, "But you seem so confident!" [laughs]
I guess... It's like that saying goes, feel the fear and do it anyway ;-)
Also, I'm bull-headed. There is that. It could also be one of the characteristics of being INFJ ;-)
Bullheaded eh? I live with one of those. Hahaha.
Yeah sometimes you just have to run with it. An idea that is too good to waste. Heh
INFJ makes sense... I'm an INTJ! Haha.
basking in the warmth of the happy
[giant happy grin]