What about the pink monster for your book? Well… I got sidetracked. This is what happens when you let yourself run out of white thread, making it impossible to finish the cool pink monster that you were working on in the first place. While I was waiting for the thread, I started this new monster. It’s kind of cool… mainly because it’s another monster with tentacles. Yes, I have a thing for monsters with tentacles. Tentacles are cool. Now that I have more white thread, I’m going to finish this monster and then the pink one too.
I learned how to do this stitch when I was first starting out as Knot By Gran’ma. I (foolishly) took on a custom order for the fashion doll version of Princess Diana’s Wedding Gown. Uh, yeah. Long story short… I
Mostly Wordless Wednesday… a collection of the past week’s photos. Knot By Gran’ma: CROCHET, fiber& art; along with sweet MONSTERS, crochet patterns, yarn, eyeballs, butts, chapstick holders, and blogging.
When I was in high school, I remember a friend of mine saying, “if Jess isn’t home, she’s probably in the woods somewhere.” He was right. This was before cell phones, social media, and being “ON” all of the time. Pagers (click here to find out what those are… young people) were popular at the time, but I didn’t have one. It was impossible to find me if I wasn’t near the house phone or someone you could get in touch with… unless you knew my spots and went out into nature to find me. A few people knew where to look for me. Somewhere, while growing up, I lost that amazing part of myself. I miss it.
It feels like I’ve been working on releasing this pattern for more months than I care to admit. This has been one heck of a ride and probably the most fun I’ve had in designing a crochet pattern… ever. This
Do you find it hard to find the folks that will buy your art? In general, people assume I make dolls for children. This is frustrating, because I don’t make my dolls for children. My dolls are soft (because yarn), brightly colored, and in the minds of many, that alone makes me a doll maker for kids. (BTW, Selling dolls for kids is crazy hard though. There’s yearly registering, test, and safety issues that need to be taken into consideration. I don’t have the desire to go through all of that.) My dolls take hours and hours and hours (did I mention hours) to make. Little kids destroy things. I know. I have two of them here at the house. They wreck everything… you know, the this is why we can’t have nice things reasoning. My dolls aren’t meant for kid love. Kid love is so intense that it breaks most things. It’s an awesome kind of love that’s not for my dolls. People don’t look at the intricate thread work and prices (dead giveaway as not for kids) before throwing me into the “toy maker” category. Kids are not my target demographic. I want doll collectors, not doll destroyers (even if it is through kid love… the best kind of love).
I freaked out a little yesterday. I took my grand (and organized) plan for the year and realized it wasn’t what I wanted to be doing. It was close, but there were bits missing. There was no way I was going to follow through and be happy with what I had planned. Yup. Everything I’ve been planning and working on for the year is pretty much changing somehow. Apparently I was overthinking everything and creating stress by way of some crazy strict schedules that I set for myself. Yeah, no.
I was spinning up some yarn for my friend Mary (it’s in the mail today, I promise), and I had to split it among two separate bobbins. It wasn’t a big deal, and the yarn came out awesome. I found myself wishing I had a larger flyer and bobbin for my wheel. I’d be able to spin one continuous hank of yarn. I swear, the Universe cocked her ear to the side and started listening to me. I woke up the day after finishing the yarn to a lady posting a jumbo sliding flyer that just happened to fit on my spinning wheel. It was a sign.
This is the year. It’s been decided. I’ll have a book out by the end of the year. It’s going to be a self published, crochet pattern book. It’s called, “Monsters That Could Totally Eat You.” I’m going to have it available as a real life book and an ebook (I can do both, right?). This is a very exciting time, and I’m not sure why I’ve been making excuses as to why I couldn’t start right away. I tend to sabotage myself when it comes to projects that I really want to complete. Anyone else do that?