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Luana commented on our blog last week and I had to write her back. Her shop and website are a good indication of her amazing and intricate work, and once we got to talking, it was obvious who I would pick to be our next giveaway sponsor. Especially when Luana showed me this:
Stick figure, handmade entirely out of sterling silver. Hand-sawed, edges are intentionally left uneven to maintain the look of a hand drawing.
Measures 4cm x 3cm. Comes with a 24 inch sterling silver chain.
Made to order, some tiny details may vary. Please allow 2 weeks to ship. Like all of our orders, it will arrive wrapped simply in recycled materials.
Doesn’t that just scream, “I’m a Craftastrophe reader!?” I’ll admit, I’m a wee bit jealous of the recipient!
Below 14th is a women-owned metal and glass studio in New Haven, CT. They hand make all of their pieces and try to use ethical materials whenever possible. You can follow their story - about how Luana quit her full-time job and set up a studio, as well as tutorials, and overall judgment of everything- at their blog, Below 14th.
In order to enter to win this fabulous necklace, you need to comment with a funny craft story. Could be your own, could be your Grannys, could be made up in your head. Just come up with a story that involves crafts and makes us laugh. Crafts and laughs baby. Got it? GO!
*Winner to be pick by Random.org Generator on Saturday January 10th. Contest ends Thursday January 8th at 9 p.m. EST.*
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My mother, bless her little cotton socks, is not very crafty but she imagines she is Martha Stewart. Some examples of her handiwork include hot glueing plastic jewels around her bathroom mirror. I’m unsure what effect she was going for, mardi gras? She also loves to personalise gifts such as Christmas ornaments, cat bowls, earrings. The results are so cringe worthy that I often have to claim my four year old created them. I won’t even begin to go into her fascination with the colours of spray paint and how 50% of the items in her home have been um “painted”.
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My son had glued several items (various craft items) on a Christmas Gingerbread house model. He seemed content, so I left my son for about 10 mintues to prepare dinner. I came back and he said “look mommy” — he had glued all my earrings, necklaces and rings to the house.
He was 8.
I think it is pretty funny that I can never actually finish a craft project, I have stuff from 10 years ago, still unfinished. My daughter loves to do crafts and when I do something extremely simple so she has an example, she says “Mommy, you finished it!”
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i just moved in with my boyfriend and the look on his face whenever he comes home and i’m crafting is priceless! before he had only ever seen the finished products and had never seen anything in progress!
I am tense. I am a very, very tense person. When I cross stitch, everything is fine, tight, and my work looks pretty similar back to front. But when I try to knit…. I have tried on 4-5 separate occasions and every time I end up having to cut off my knitting from the needles with exacto knives. That is how tight I knit. It got to the point where my mother forbid me from using her needles anymore after I put grooves in them with the knife trying to get off yarn that was so tight it no longer moved at all. Oy!
I have a little girl who loves when we fabric paint and embellish on her hanes sweats we pick up from Wal-Mart.
One day we painted a snow man on her hot pink sweats and then I told her we had to let it dry. I went into the living room and she came in and said “Mommy, we have two snowmans now!”
I knew she had opened the paint and did some more designing and I was dreading the mess. I ran into the kitchen and found the snowman was kind of messed up and smashed. I asked her where was snowman number 2?
She pointed at the shirt she had on and said, “Right here! I hugged the snowman and he made one on my shirt too!”
i made a diorama for my 3D design class, it was built on a piece of Styrofoam and was already delicate enough. I take it to class hoping it doesn’t fall apart in my hands, thankfully it doesn’t, i get an A and i’m waling back to my car and i’m carrying it without looking where i’m going, i step in a sink hole and it goes flying out of my hands and breaks into a million pieces! So glad i got that out of the way!
A few years ago I thought I’d try my hand at cake decorating. I’d watched several craft programs on the subject, I was half way to professional status! I bought a simple cake decorating kit, complete with video instruction. I baked a fabulous cake and set to mixing a lovely rainbow of butter cream icing samples. I spent the next couple of hours RUINING said fabulous cake with smears of running and oddly blended colors, picking icing out of my hair (and the dog’s hair, too), scraping icing off the ceiling and my husband and crying into the phone at my mother, begging for advice.
Now I buy my cakes, from a store, from people who don’t cry at the site of a stand mixer and/or a butter cream icing recipe.
When I was ten I went through my Mom’s old recipe box, filled with mysterious handwritten recipes from her mom, grandma, and great grandma. I found a recipe for caramel icing and decided that I had to have it for my birthday cake. What I didn’t know is that it was from her great grandma, and filled with such exact measurements such as dollop, dash, a bit, and not too much. Mom was a trooper, though, and my cake looked wonderful. Until it was time to put the candles in. The bottom of the tiny wax candles made a lovely tapping noise on the top of the cake, but it turned out the candles themselves were softer than the icing. After tapping on the cake, at first gently, then not so gently, with a variety of household objects my uncle took out his pocket knife and carved holes for the candles. After the blowing and wishing was finished they took a hammer and a clean screwdriver and broke the icing into bite-sized bits, which were, by the way, delicious.
We never let her live it down, but it never ceased to make us all laugh when we talked about it.
One time i set my knitting down too close to a candle. I smelled burning from the kitchen, and when I walked back into the living room, the baby blanket and my coffee table were on fire!
I recently did a little decorative painting on wood thing for my sister and before it dried my friend’s dog had just taken a drink of water and drooled on it a bit. It actually looked cool so i kept it that way!
I like it alot!!!!
lol i don’t know where to begin. i’ve started so many project over time and never finished anything. sometimes i wear them the way they are
i must be the only one reading this site who’s not a crafter. my granny is a great crafter and artist, has been all her life and i can’t measure up so i don’t even try.
This hangman necklace is awesome. I wish it was hanging from my neck—but congrats to the lucky winner.
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H A N G M A N ! Luana, this is a great necklace, good work.
Ok, not sure if this is “funny” but I really want the necklace:
When I was 19, my aunt adopted a newborn boy. A few months later, it was mother’s day and we planned to celebrate at her house. I sort of looked around the garage and cobbled together a casual, last-minute gift. I took a giant clay flowerpot and painted it, using whatever paints I had around. I painted the baby all swaddled up. I painted my aunt, smiling. I painted a bunch of silver stars and flowers.
It was supposed to be sweet but kind of goofy. My aunt has the incredibly endearing habit of thinking everything I do is genius. So she CHERISHED that flowerpot and displays it now, 17 years later, to guests on every holiday. Bonnie MADE THIS for me, she says. Which would be fine if I made it when I was, oh… say SIX years old. But there it is. It her living room. With a big silk tree “growing” out of it, to this day.
I should really know better. I had a craft shop and taught for many years. One Holiday season I made very pretty lacy ornaments crocheted with very fine thread. I then starched them in heavy heavy starch and stretched them over water glasses to hold their shape while they dried. There was no way ever that these were going to come off that glass after they dried. I tried everything ! water, oil, heat, prayer, weeks of work in the garbage.
My friend once decided to hand make a whole outfit. She is pretty good at making clothing, but when it came to the shoes she was lost. She finally had the idea to make the shoes out of cardboard glued over the top of a few soda cans, then she glued tissue boxes over the top of that. It seemed to work…until she tried wearing them. The cans crushed under her weight. It also looked terrible. Needless to say she wont be trying any of her wonderful crafting ideas again. The worst part was, she tried to wear her “outfit” in public. both her and I thought it was hysterical and are still laughing about it today.
My biggest crafting mistake is when I went to frame a cross-stitch design I had made. I don’t know what I was thinking but I got it all centered, pulled tight and everything and finished it up. I breathed a sigh of relief for a job well done. Then I turned the frame over to see it in all its finished glory and it was inside out.
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I unfortunately have to admit that some of my great grandmother’s creations could be showcased here. I think she might be categorized as one of those old school crafters. Y’know, the kind who created things with whatever they had lying around because that’s all she had available.
Some of her finer creations were made with bleach bottles, worn out flannel shirts, cigar boxes, and old coffee cans. My all time favourite medium of hers though, had to be. . . weeds. I cant’ tell you how many ‘pictures’ she made from milkweed pods and foxtails.
Veronica Garrett Reply:
January 8th, 2009 at 11:10 am
My grandfather was a strict Methodist minister, very pious and never said a curse word. Christmas 1977 one of his nieces decided to knit a sweather for him. She was into the new age colors and designs. Chrismas morning with our family all around he opened his gift. The sweather was the loudest ourple I have ever seen. Damn was the word we heard him say. Needless to say everyone laughed and the story is still being told.
Me & my mom use to sell crafts at shows! Often I would work at the kitchen bar with a glue guns making lace hats.
One day while mutlitasking, cooking, dinner, watchingthe kids, taking care of the pets, talking on the phone, working on the hats………I went to the bath room &sat back down at the bar.
I found I had glue the hat to the bar!
Go firgure?
My mother, bless her little cotton socks, is not very crafty but she imagines she is Martha Stewart.
When I was very young my neighbor taught me how to knit. I was very proud of my new found talent and my poor mom had hand knit things all over the house — coasters, dish washing cloths, “decorative” covers for the arms of chairs… you get the idea. I even had new blankets for all of my dolls. The one I look back on and feel sorriest for was my Dalmatian dog who had to suffer the indignities of wearing the sweaters I knit for him… never using a pattern. Did I mention I had a fascination with blue variegated yarn?
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I was knitting my first scarf and was almost finished when my daughter (who was sitting with me on my bed) asked if I would get her something to drink, I told her yes and not to touch my knitting while I did. Sure enough when I came back in the room there she was in a tangled mess holding the knitting needles! I asked what she had done and she replied,”Mom, there was a loose string hanging out so I pulled it.” Obviously she kept pulling it. I laugh about it now, but then I almost burst into tears!
I love doing beadwork but love cats also. Let’s just say the two things do not mix. Beads moving on a string are way too inticing to a cat. I was working on one bracelet that involved stretchy cord. My cat ate it – well most of it. I wasn’t sure which one did it until I saw the “bungy” poop hanging from the culprit. It was gross but funny.
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That’s a unique necklace. Never seem another like it. I like that it’s wrapped in recycled materials too.
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My daughter used my craft supplies and “decorated” the walls.
When I was a little girl,my mom asked me to go in her sewing box
and get her a needle,well my mom had all kinds of goodies in
her sewing box.I picked up a fishing hook,she had in there to
give to her,looked like a needle to me.Somehow it got caught in
her finger and she couldn’t get it out.We had to wait till my Dad
got home and I felt bad while she sat there in pain.
My 10 year old son made a tiny boxcar to enter into a boxcar derby. He made it himself but alias the car fell apart as it raced toward the finish line.
My sister started knitting when she was about 8. Her first project started out as a scarf. It got rather large for a scarf and soon it was to be a sweater. As it continued to grow, it moved up to a throw/comforter for the couch. When it outsized any comforter any of us had seen, she announced that it was now going to be a blanket for her bed. That was about 40 years ago…as far as I know, she is still knitting on it.
i make the mistake every year of allowing my daughters to decide what i will be making for our halloween costumes will be. bad enough was the year we all went as cheerleaders (oooh i hate cheerleaders) but even worse was last year’s praire girls complete with pantaloons, aprons and lots of coverage. my girls’ costumes came out perfect. mine was so tight (because i didn’t think to measure myself as diligently as i did them) that i couldn’t breathe deeply or sit properly. i had the posture of a puritan that night.