There's a lot of things I should be doing. Instead, I've been doing this:

More butterflies!
Mushroom Eyes(Idea stolen from unseeliefiend on livejournal)
Leafy Creations Butterfly Recreation(Idea stolen from Leafy Creations.)
I began developing a new method for wing-making last night using new materials. Pictures are to follow sometime in the near future.

I've been to the Cockrell Butterfly Museum in Houston several times recently and will be going again today to see the corpse flower. It's probably all thanks to seeing so many butterflies up close, but I've really been drawn to organic and natural designs lately.

I'm going to spend time replicating some of the things that I've seen in different ways before creating more fantasy wings. I have several different ideas on how to achieve some interesting effects, and my mixed media is becoming more and more blenderized in my head as I plot these things through.

This, of course, is unfortunately going to have to take a backseat to preparations for TRF, for which I have a lot to do:
  • 2 pairs of bloomers
  • 2 chemises
  • hoopskirt
  • stylized French hood
  • corset
  • rebuilding my dress's sleeves
  • additional beading
  • adding trim stripes to the skirt and bodice
All of that in two months, before dress rehearsal on October 2nd, plus two wings commissions that I want to finish ASAP before I begin on my own costume, plus new shirts for Neil whenever I am done with that. I would like to be able to sell a few pairs of wings during the cast-sale on August 21-22, but I just don't know if I can or should dedicate the time to them when I've so much else to do. Bah. Priorities. They keep me from the interesting, fun parts.
elfcraft: (Paganism)
( Jul. 20th, 2010 09:49 pm)

Some days, I wish I could just sink into your wild beauty and solitude again. Inside your mountains, I came to know how truly little I mean in the great scheme of things, and the knowledge of my insignificance was the most intensely liberating sensation I had ever known. I could feel the ebb and flow of the world staring down at me from the rim of those mountains, and I was so small in comparison. I knew that without me, you would go on into infinity.

The irony is, of course, that back in America, this city of millions also makes me feel insignificant, but in the most suffocating way possible.

I write like
Neil Gaiman

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

This made me ludicrously happy. :D
elfcraft: (Writing)
( Jul. 13th, 2010 02:18 pm)
In musing over which myth to do a study upon next, two images suddenly leapt to mind. One was the iconic princess in a tower, just waiting for some handsome and brave prince or knight to come rescue her from her hardship. The other was of the patiently, silently suffering lady who waits in the castle whilst her brave prince or knight rides out to right wrongs and smite evil-doers.

Then it struck me. Of course. It’s not really two images, is it? She’s still alone in a tower, still trapped in domesticity and waiting for someone to change her life for her. She’s still a captive.
elfcraft: (Writing)
( Jul. 13th, 2010 11:27 am)
Those of you who know me are, I'm sure, totally unsurprised by this one. I've done, and do, a lot of meditation on the representation of the feminine in myth. I'm fascinated by the fact that ugly mythical beings are often exclusively male, whereas beautiful mythical beings are often exclusively female. For example, leanan sidhe are supposedly all female, but think for a moment about why that might be... they're the "faerie muse." The idea that the relationship between the sidhe and the artist is sexual, or at the very least romantic in nature, is incredibly pervasive, and thus you get a race that is purportedly only female, because women both were by and large uneducated at the time (and thus not writers) and, more importantly, were not allowed to be sexual in nature or take pleasure in sex--or even to be thought of in that manner.

Thus you get a culture obsessed and fascinated with female sexuality that also manages to revile and shun it at the same time. Thus you get faerie temptresses, muses, all manner of fae that are both exactly what men wanted and most feared from women at the same time.

That, really, is the truth of it, I believe. On the surface, it is a way to demonize female sexuality. But more than that, deeper and in the places good company just didn't talk about, it's the desire for that free, pure, and primal creature; it's what was really wanted and yet forbidden by breeding and standards, and that's why these images were so pervasive.

As a woman today who is free to be, and is, uninhibited, powerful, sexual, and independent, I feel drawn to this series as a way to bring a new perspective to the stories that have been in my mind all my life. And, of course, as a Pagan, I feel drawn to this particular vignette as a way to, in some small regard, redeem these feminine aspects of the Divine that have been maligned for so long.
elfcraft: (Mask)
( Jul. 5th, 2010 08:52 pm)
Well, work swallowed me up with deadlines, and then I just didn't get back into the habit of journaling. I always had something else to do. I've realized that with my schedule, it's just not feasible to have daily updates of anything, unfortunately. However, I am resolved to actually put art in my art journal, and to do so on a fairly regular basis.

Until then, have a kitten:

monkey pigeon

Few things in life are better than love that doesn't ask for anything in return.

The quality of mercy is not strained.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes
The throned monarch better than his crown.
His scepter shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty,
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings.
But mercy is above this sceptered sway;
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings;
It is an attribute of God himself;
And earthly power doth then show like God's
When mercy seasons justice.

~ The Merchant of Venice, Act IV, Scene I

I lived in Japan for a year and visited Nara three times... and these things still entertain the hell out of me. Chocolate caramel deer poopies! Why, you may ask? Because deer outnumber people in Nara, and they're not afraid to let you know it.

That would be one of my best friends getting bitten on the butt.

One of my absolute favorite artists, offering a free download of her latest song in celebration of being released from her contract with Roadrunner Records. Go forth! Download! Rejoice!
The weekend was pretty jam-packed full of things that kept me away from the internet, so here's a smorgasbord of delight for you!

Delicious new tea in a fabulous new teapot:

The most adorable, fluffiest baby bunny ever:
How freaking cute is this?!

Beautiful friends:

Ridiculous fashion (Don't I look like The Wasp?!):
My ridiculous sunglasses

Sea monsters:

Cats in boxes:
Cat in a box!
Houston Zoo Orangutan
Photo credit: Me

On the most academic of levels, I know they are powerful, dangerous animals, but all of the orangutans I have had the pleasure of visiting have been the reincarnation of Bob Marley. They're amazingly chill creatures. They remind me of Ludo from Labyrinth.
Photo credit: Unknown
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Normally, I would take a photo myself for a subject like this, but I got distracted halfway through and didn't finish my at-home pedicure, so someone else's toes it is! And this is prettier than my photo would have been, anyway... The closest I get to an extravagant spa set-up is tossing a Lush bath bomb into the tub.
Photo credit: Rachael W. (Yes, that's me in the photo.)

Comfortable bed + half a dozen pillows + an obligation-free afternoon = one of the best and simplest creature comforts available.

Hedonism. It's where it's at, kittens.
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There is nothing in the world like the bliss that is a hand-cut piece of sirloin. That may sound a little silly, but after you've lived in a country where decent cuts of meat are incredibly difficult to come by (in my case, Japan), you really learn to appreciate the beauty of a Texas steakhouse.