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{December 13, 2012}   The Universe Hates me

I don’t know why, it just does.

In the last year or so, I’ve been having hand cramps and problems. I finally got an appointment to see a Rhematologist and discovered I have Carpal Tunnel. Ugh. I had to quit uni because I could hardly draw for 10 minutes before the pain would come. So I have some wrist splints (as its in both hands) and havent discovered how to wear them both at the same time. Unfortunately they are boiling hot, made of wetsuit material, just in time for the extrordinary heat of Australia to have kicked in.

I’ve figured out it limits my movement, making it impossible to wear as I’m doing things as I’m meant to, so I wear it after, which cuts down recovery time.

So thats why I haven’t posted any new pics. I have been doing little bits of craft, now that I’m a house-non-wife and am home most of the time. Its kind of nice not having the pressure of uni assignments, but there is pressure that now I’m home all the time that I can suddenly clean, cook and fix everything. I had to quit my one day of uni because it was too much.

I feel so useless.

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{May 17, 2011}   My Bears

So, Over the Easter break, I had a loverly bout of Laryngitis, and a chest infection. So as I usually do while I’m sick, I turn to craftwork to keep me busy. Also, I brought this teddy bear book, that I’d borrowed from the library many times, but finally found it in the shop. So I looked in my fabric stash, and found some short fur fabric, that we’d brought to make miniature bears with, but hadn’t gotten around to it.

The first one was the Purple bear. The fabric changed the grain every so often, so it wasn’t very nice, and the eyes were a bit too big.

Second was the red and white one. He’s made of a nice red floral fat quarter. I backed him with iron on interfacing, and changed the pattern a bit, by attaching the head and body pattern, and extending the head gusset down to the bottom of the body. Problems included fraying, the neck was too skinny and all the face threads couldn’t be hidden between the head and body.

Third was Spot. I enlarged the pattern on the computer, and used flannelette. For some reason, despite being the same pattern, the bears arms and legs were quite out of proportion to the body. And as you may notice, the eyes are strange. I couldn’t find any beads, or buttons, or bear eyes that would fit him, so I went for the strange look of wobbly eyes…

Next was the Cutie brown bear. I used a completely different pattern, which didn’t use soles or paw pads. The fabric was stretchy, but turned out ok, considering that I didn’t use iron on interfacing. One problem was the eyes that I chose, they were a lovely dark brown… before I’d arranged them properly, then they turned clear 😦 . I do like his nice Red business tie.

Fifth was the big one. The girl, on the left. First large bear. First fully dressed bear. First Plastic Safety Jointed Bear, and First Plastic Safety Eyed Bear. Fully hand-sewn. White.. with pink thread. I thought it would make it easier to sew. It was too furry, I couldn’t see the thread … Until it was turned and stuffed. *head desk* She’s gorgeous anyways. I also made the clothes myself – the skirt with some help ( the sewing machine hates me)

Last, so far, there’s Melbourne Bear. Red felt with blue blanket stitching on the outside, complete with blue neck bandana, copying the AFL Melbourne Jersey.



Not too long ago, I noticed that my ring wouldn’t come off. I used to take it off occasionally to check that I could get it off, but over the last couple of months I’d forgotten, and my finger had swollen, until i tried, and discovered that it wasn’t going to budge.

I tried soap, moisturiser, ice and even Windex. Finally, we had to get it cut off. The ring, not my Finger.

I love the ring, it’s always been my favourite. But considering my finger’s future, it had to be done.

Before and After

 

This is my finger before, and after. There’s a pic of my ring, and the tool they used to get it off, which was cool.

My finger still has a tan line a week later…

As for General annoyance of the day. People who don’t sit on empty seats at the bus stop, but clamber as though they’re desperate for a seat to get on the bus. Now, I need the seat and anyone who has a problem with that can call my Physio or any one of my Doctors, but I’m also not a pushy person, so I do sit at the bus stop, meaning people standing think that because they’re in line, they have right of way over disabled people. I’m never bold enough to say anything, but occasionally when I get strange looks for sitting in a disabled area, and not getting up for middle aged people, I tend to take longer putting my ticket away a bit slower, showing off my concession card. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t sit in the disabled section on busses with a bunch of seniors on their way to weekly Bingo, but I prioritise myself on the situation, such as age, tiredness, how long they’ve been at the bus stop, stress and my own pain. Not to mention if they annoy me at the bus stop, I make it a point to step in front of them. I was thinking that everyone should be assigned a number, 1 being the highest priority, all the way down to 10, and if your number is say a 5 over a 6, you get the seat. I’d say I’m a 4 or 5. I need to sit. My back kills if I have to stand on a bus, and I can see people looking at me, and my looks of pain on the edge of tears. But no one stands. They don’t see my Disability. They don’t Understand.



{June 22, 2010}   Ok, Ok, I’ll Blog.

Lately One of the two people that read my blog noticed that I haven’t blogged in a while. This is mainly because I’ve haven’t really done much lately and haven’t felt like it, and I’ve been quite Depressed about that.

I have a bunch of projects sprawlled half or less completed on my floor, and I’ve been too tired to clean. Besides the fact that I have Chronic Fatigue, I haven’t been sleeping well at night, causing me to sleep during the day, which shrinks the time I do get to do things to the time after dinner and before Bed again, being about 3-4 hours while watching tv. And that time is usually used to sort puter files, think of ideas, or doodle, which none of gets far.

About five months ago my doctors decided that I had to stop the pain medication that I’d been taking for my Chronic Back Pain, caused by scoliosis and the resulting Spinal Fusion. I still wish I could take them, but I know they were doing more harm that good, but I’d been on them for 6 years, and there was no replacement and I’m not coping too well.

So I’ve mentioned three things of my five health burdens. The other two being Fibromyalgia and Anxiety. All of which suck, and feed into each other, making it my most hated saying : “A Vicious Cycle.”

Well I’d better go, the sooner I get my washing done, the sooner I can go rest and warm up.

Thanks For Listening.



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