So it all started when I was digging around in the deep freeze for some hamburger. In the corner I saw a bag that was questionable to say the least. I opened it and found the hide from a pheasant a friend had harvested for me during last year's season. The feathers are beautiful and it had been a while since I played with them. I felt it was high time to separate the feathers from the hide, wash, sort and strip them and if I still have the gumption, make something.
I had the gumption.
Feather fascinator and others...
Happily, I sold one right away. This beautiful lady is also a
etsy seller and makes wonderful meditation pillows. Her husband also makes
gorgeous handmade pottery which is sold in the shop as well.
By all means, go and see what she has!
I flitted around with this and that, but looked over in the corner at a gallon sized pickle jar I had, full of seashells. I decided to play, but was not thrilled with my lack of imagination. I had made all this before. It was then I discovered that I had Polymer clay.
Since seashells are indeed cast offs from various sea monsters,
I thought a mock taxidermy of sorts would be fun. I ended up with some pretty cool little monsters
growing out of those seashells.
Alas, my thoughts turned back to my bullets. They are, after all, my favorite medium.
Something different though. After the invention of the corseted bullet, I really felt I needed to step it up.
I went out to the shop and broke out the cutting wheel and started hacking away at a bullet hoping something would come of it. At first, I was really going for some kind of sculptural thing. I beat on it with hammers and trimmed off bits and pieces, when I kind of saw something in the rubble.
It wasn't long before I had a plan-ish and hacked away until I got this shape:
I don't know. A cicada? I filed away at it for a while before bringing it inside to stare at it for a bit.
I had a fella, who had shot a very beautiful deer this season, ask me to make something cool out of the bullet he used to harvest his deer. While I was digging through some scraps of filigree trying to decide where to go with THAT project, I spied a piece that was still whole. It was then my 30-06 cicada became a 30-06 cockroach.
Of course, as the prototype it is far from perfect, but seems to be well on it's way to being a recycled UniqueEuphoria original.
Hair clip I think. I mean really, what woman doesn't invite bugs to crawl through her coiffure?
Especially when they are made from spent bullets and scraps of filigree. I'm just sayin'