I consider myself to be a creative person. I make stuff out of stuff and it makes me feel good. And sometimes the things that I make actually look like the thing I tried to make. So, very creative, right? Well, according to Pinterest, WRONG. According to Pinterest, I am not creative. According to Pinterest, I am a failure. To this date, this is the only thing I’ve made that slightly resembles the thing I found on Pintrest. Note: that I’ve used caution tape so it is really just a minor ironic Pinterest success. But for every win, there are lots and lots and lots and lots of failures. I give you exhibit A: On the left, a wheelbarrow filled with the neighbor’s wine bottles. On the right, said wine bottles stripped of labels and ready to become art. Yeah, that never happened. Those wine bottles, that were going to look like very arty and different and "Ooooh, you're so talented, ej!" ended up cracking or breaking or shattering and the leftovers ended up sitting on my counter looking like remnants of the best party ever. That project added to my list of major Pintrest failures and - based on the look from the dude at the glass recycler - categorized me as a drunk.
But then I stumbled upon this concept of Stabby Trees and found myself surprised to find that I love to create them. They aren’t Pinterest perfect. Heck, they’re likely deadly but I like them and I like making them and they make me happy. So Pintrest and its implied guilt, I thought could shove it as I happily twisted my feelings out into stabby copper trees. Until my friend, who makes stained glass, saw one and talked me - read: told me it was happening - into sharing a booth with her at the upcoming Made in Nashville. This invitation/command happened last September. I figured she'd forget. She didn't. And that is why, one month from today, I will be standing next to her in a booth smiling pretty and trying not to cry as people walk by my stabby babies and sneer. I might have to put some extra something in my mocha to make it through the day. And by mocha, I mean hot booze with chocolate. I am now having panic dreams while asleep and manic thoughts while awake. I also hate her a little bit. BUT, I'm not bored and Husband and his Mistress are no longer the focus of my stress so there's that.... Damn you, Pinterest.
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Wendy
8/12/2015 03:44:46 am
They are glorious!!!!!
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ej
8/16/2015 12:53:29 am
Thank you, my dear!
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Q.D
8/12/2015 06:29:10 pm
I love the stabby trees and especially love the caution tape wreath! :D
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ej
8/16/2015 12:54:36 am
I think I'm going to need to make a caution tape tablecloth to deal with the stabby trees...
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AuthorMy name is ej. I'm a girl. I say that because with the short hair and the short initials, folks aren't always sure. More brilliant insights to who I am in About me Archives
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