On a recent visit to my parents house I rediscovered a lunar globe – it was a medium sized tin sphere depicting the surface of the moon. Unfortunately it had come apart in two halves, and (evidently) past attempts to repair it had failed. Yet it seemed ripe with potential.
Upon bringing it home and pondering it I felt more and more strongly that I ought to find ways to use small pieces of it, rather than find a purpose for the whole.
In this, the first instantiation of this idea, I paired the cutout moon pieces with jade beads. Behold, the resultant “Lunar Jade” earrings:
You’ll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns
~ Thorns, by Demon Hunter
A long while ago someone commented to me that they were tired of cross necklaces, and why doesn’t someone do anything with the nails or the thorns?
This is my attempt to remedy the situation. The chain links are each nails that I individually bent, while the “thorns” are small black beads, twisted up with black wire. The pendant was something I found on a walk, and the box is an unwanted one from my parents’ place.
About three years ago I look a “Book Arts” course, which included some bookbinding techniques. That class prompted me to try my hand at that sort of thing, though I’m driven to use a slightly different assortment of materials than we did in that class.
This book is much more recent, made when I was at my parents’ new house in California. My goal was to use the items I had on hand, which meant a lot of miscellaneous bits of paper from my childhood. The lined and graph paper for the text block were the remaining unused pages from the school notebooks of my childhood, while the unlined pages were from an old address book.
I used the outer part of the address book as bookboard, and covered it with a piece of lined paper painted with some of my father’s homemade milk paint. I finished off the front using a piece of metal that I found locally in my parents’ neighborhood, and bound the whole thing with a piece of fiber rope, which I believe was made from New Zealand flax, known as harakeke to the Maori.
This clock was made for GRIND Cafe. They were very generous in photographing it, and posting about it here. The gears came from the good folk over at The Recyclery, while the inner workings were from a thrifted clock.
GRIND is also the home of the wonderful Headstash Roasting Co coffee. I’ve been buying beans there, and now that they’re roasting their own I’m hooked. It’s great. Seriously. Go drink some. A cup of Kenny Fresh will blow your mind.
A few weeks back my father-in-law handed me a bunch of telephone wire, knowing that I would think of something to do with it. As I fiddled with it on the train ride back to our place, it began to look like doll hair. In a flash, I saw the grinning face of a doll with crazy multicolored wired hair.
Back at home I paired the wire with a worn out striped sock for the body, and I nicked some pale fabric from an old, worn out hoodie for the face and arms.
This pillow has been crafted from fabric salvaged from two different hoodies.
The front of the pillow is from what was originally a blue hoodie. As the hoodie’s life wore down I modified it and patched it using fabric my grandmother had given me – the floral and love fabric seen here. The stencil of the gun was added for a bit of contrast. When the whole hoodie passed on I saved this patchwork piece in hopes of using it one day – maybe as part of a blanket or something.
The back of the pillow is made from the lining of an orange hoodie I found (and disassembled) back in college. The two pieces came together to make the pillow you see here.