Hello! How have you been? The weather within the Flatlands of NW Ohio has been gourdgeous!
So what’s been happening over here in The Lair? Now, I can introduce Sophia Stallone Sparkle Pants! This doll is filed under A Gourd Trouble Creation and is a Daemon Gourd. I made it for my second spawn, Bunnola.
Sophia is more than a custom-designed doll with colors and elements that reflect Bunnola. Sophia can help with the overwhelm and angst. Bunnola is navigating full college class loads, internship workload, and pandemic hootenanny. Inspiration for Sophia came via Guatemalan Worry dolls and things I’ve found helpful when dealing with angst within my life. Wala, Sophia was born!
So, this is how it works: Whenever angst or worry sets in, Bunnola can write that down on the paper, ask Sophia to help transmute or clear it, then burn it in the cauldron. I made a pendant as an additional talisman to wear when they are out & about. Something they can hold on to and send those feelings into to transmute/discharge if needed.
And in other news:
I’m bringing the first Gnord to life. *insert quasi-evil hand rub here* This one goes into the Gourd Trouble Creation file. I love gnomes. You know me, the muses, and the creative beastie have thrown out normal and cute for a mix of wyrd, peculiar, and odd. That’s what a Gnord is, a hooey-ish combo of gnome and gourd.
There is fiddling to do on The Unabridged Story of Daemons. This story has it all; danger, daemons, flies, and an appearance of Captain Lord Dampnut. Lord Dampnut is similar to the 45th president of the U.S. of A. Of course, I had to go there.
Back to Gnords, this will give me a chance to try out the printable I’m making for creations. It’s a way to keep better track of materials and how-to’s for dolls for future reference. I’m of the mind that if I’m going to offer something for sale, it should be something I use vs. some of the blah blah blah copy and tweak what someone else has done baloney advice I’ve heard. Nah. That feels icky.
Of course, there’s the stint at The Land of Lunch in a bit. Would you believe there are STILL naked nostrils flashing at me? There was even *gasp & swoon* a bare face. I’m not sure my heart can take much more of all this nakedness. Yes, I correct the offending nostril owners and ask them to cover up. I guess we can add nostril police to my list of job duties. That’s something I didn’t think I’d EVER write in a sentence.
Now, you are all caught up! I hope your day is full of fantabulous awesomeness.