March Meet The Maker

We’re three days into March Meet The Maker and I finally have time to post them on here, and in more detail then I could on my Vero, Instagram, or other social media accounts. So to make up for lost time we’ll just cover the first three days in one post, this’ll also give me something to write about since I did say I wanted to post here more often and since this gives me a topic a day, essentially, none of us will get bored with me haha. So here we go.

Day one: Me.

Since I do have an intro post we don’t have to go to into deal with this one. I’m just a humble gay, trans man trying to make a living from the things I create with my own two hands. I’m both a cat and plant dad currently as it stands my cat and my plants are hand-me-downs in one way or another but I love them all the same. The only schooling I’ve taken to date, after high school, has been for hair and I am a red seal licensed hair stylist, but I do kind of have the goal to leave the industry eventually mostly because I’ve always had the dream of working from for myself, and because in the long run my body can’t handle that kind of work. One colour and two long hair women’s cuts in a row and my back hurts for almost the whole day afterwards. I turned to and have been walking the pagan path since I was 13, like most people finding this path on their own I started with books on Wicca, not realizing there’s a difference between paganism and wicca, and it just grew from there. I started practicing witchcraft as something separate from my paganism when I was 17-18, this could be a whole post in it self so I’ll save that for later. I will say that I have a growing crystal collection that I arguably have a problem since even though I try to budget I will still ignore and break my planned budget just to get a new stone and I will very poorly justify buying said rock.

Day two: Where.

Canada, kind of specifically outside of Edmonton. I moved here in the later half of 2012 because my dad got posted here and I couldn’t afford to stay in Victoria so I didn’t really have a choice. While I’m grateful for all the growth I’ve done since moving here, I do have to say that the prairies are not for me. I’m currently waiting to hear back from this school about wether or not I’ve been accepted. I have really high hopes about my acceptance because the interviewer said he really liked me and my answers and I’ve applied for the July start date, like who the hell wants to start in the middle of summer? I didn’t but he recommended that I do because it would up my chances of getting in. But honestly even if by some horrible accident I don’t get in then I’m still moving to Vancouver either way, like I said the prairies are not for me. Plus I’ll be moving with a friend and she wants out of the province so I’ll be moving back to BC no matter what haha. To be slightly more specific but still super vague I work out of my home, everything’s all in one chaotic room. If you read anything about fen shui you know you’re not suppose to have work anywhere near your bed otherwise it disrupts your sleep…which could explain so much actually haha.

Day three: How you started.

Back in high school I would thrift most of my wardrobe and customise what I had, nothing to big just like changing the sleeves, lengths, collars, hoods, etc. But I would have, from grade 11, one big project a year which was always my Halloween costume. That I would make from an idea and a pile of fabrics, still to this day Halloween is the one time of year I basically drop everything and work on almost nothing but my costume…but yet that somehow doesn’t stop me from leaving so much of it to last minute. But in high school I always had the dream of living in some big city making a living off of my art (coffee and ramen) but come fall of 2011, specifically Halloween, I made the decision that I might not actually have the will to push myself to draw, paint, or write on a daily basis but I could sew or knit a bit every day without it feeling like some task that I HAD to do. It became something I could mindlessly do while watching tv or on a bus or waiting for someone at a coffee shop. So fall 2011 I decided to tweak my high school dream to focus on making and selling clothing and other fibre based arts. It might have taken me like 6 years to gain enough confidence to put my work out there, but I had some things in my personal life that needed attending to and I’m glad I dealt with them rather then rushing into having a shop. Because aside from the fact that it would have been a mess if I started it at 18 I would have been stuck with a horrible name since even now my ability to name thing is terrible. So for all our sakes it’s a good thing I on,y started this at like 23.


Belated start to a new year

I apologize for my absence, September to the new year is a rather busy time for me as I pretty much leave my costume and Yule gifts to the very last minute. I’ve tried to break this habit but apparently I have yet to manage that haha.

But I’m back now and plan on being as on top of all my shop related accounts, I kind of want to make it a daily thing to update here, Facebook, Instagram, tumblr, etc. But that would be either a bunch of nonsense updates (updates and posts purely just to make posts) which would get annoying for me and everyone who follows me, and that would just take up to much time that I’m kind of already struggling to balance out between work, my shop, home reno (which feels like it might never be done), my own health, trying to get enough hours of sleep, and social media (both personal and shop related). So on top of me being shit at time management, I also feel the need to get a bit of all that done each day, which is damn near impossible for me.

So as long as I get a post on each media platform per week then that should be enough, at least until my shop gets more momentum and I can eventually cut myself down to just working on my shop.

But speaking of work, my clock-in job has cut my hours a bit so I’m down basically basically three and a bit days per paycheque which means it’s significantly lower then what I’m use to. Which I originally took as a good thing because that would leave me more time to work on stuff for the shop, but I now have less of a budget to create pieces. So I’m considering actually getting another job, just like a super part time kind of job, so I can actually have a budget to work on sellable items and so I can save up for my move I’m planning this summer.

Which I guess I can use to segway into this new development, I’ve made myself both a ko-fi and patreon accounts that I’ll link on the bottom of this post. If you want to I would greatly appreciate any donations you want to give, it’ll help both me and my shop…it’ll also help me afford my cat’s food, she’ll only eat this one specific food from this one specific brand and it’s not cheap her food…like now I know how my parents feel when I was a picky eater (I mean I still am but I’ve gotten a lot better).

Also for more shop related updates, at the beginning of the year I decided that I was going to do monthly updates and list new items every new moon, it seems like a good time to post new things and I don’t feel so rushed as I would a date specific update schedule..I don’t know how but it feels less stressful. Now I know it’s still the middle of winter for us in the northern hemisphere, but I’m going to start working on spring/summer clothes mostly because despite being Canadian I still don’t know how to dress for winter, the difference between winter and the other times of year is how many layers and thickness of sweaters/coats I’m wearing. But also this way when those seasons come round I’ll have a decent selection for you guys to look through…as well it might give me ideas how I can survive this summer since with how weird and (for the most part) mild our winter has been this year I’m worried about how unbearably hot this summer is going to be so I need a wardrobe to survive it.




More Fae problems and Cirque plans

So last post I had talked about how a gnome stole one of my knitting needles from literally under my nose, placed it down for a second and boom! It was gone.

Well, I sadly still haven’t been able to find it, but also my pillow case (my only pillow case) was taken as well. I pulled out my bedding from the dryer to unravel it so it could dry completely and evenly. I placed my pillow case on top of the dryer and stretched my arms upwards while holding onto an edge of one of my blankets to unravel it, if anything my pillow case would have fallen forward from where I had put it. But when I brought my arms back down to put the now straightened out sheet back into the dryer, my pillow case was gone.

Much like that one knitting needle I still haven’t found it.

Now a pillow case might seem like nothing, something easily replaced, and it is but I had plans of just completely buying new bedding. What I currently have is a cheap set from walmart or something and it’s just a lint and cat fur magnet.

But good news being I’ve found a temporary set up until I get that whole new bedding set, which hopefully I’ll be able to afford soon as this week I start work with Cirque Du Soleil! I’m not working with the actual circus, I’m not that lucky haha, but I’m working for the venue here in town. It’ll give me some kind of income while I figure out what to do next, I have a few plans for August, right now any of those three plans could happen.

I could go back to school, go on a mini vacation with a friend (if she ever speaks up and tells her friend that she doesn’t want to go to this wedding), or I go straight to working another random job.

Whatever I end up doing in August, these next few weeks of work with the circus is going to be fun, I’ll be honest I’ve never been to a show, but I’ll take the position I was hired for as a complement. I’m pretty sure the was mention that as a venue employee I might be able to see a show at some point. Either way, it’s going to be fun.

Gnomes enjoy knitting too

Yesterday I had planned to get a bit more work done on this one knitting project for a friend who kind of low-key commissioned it. I had been making some pretty decent progress on it the night before, and was planning on finishing this one section of it.

I went down to my room to get it and decided to bring up my dress form so I can get some kind of idea how it’s looking on a more female shaped body (meaning not on my super flat self). So I unraveled the working yarn off of the rolled up progress and needles, placed the empty needle beside me, and held up what I had against the dress form.

Once I had figured out how much more I needed to knit and add to the width I pushed the dress form off to the side and went to grab the other needle. But it was gone. It just flat out disappeared on me. I hadn’t gotten up from my spot, nor did I heard that classic sound of a metal needle hitting the ground. Mind you it is only a US size 5, but I should have still heard something. Out of habit I checked the creases of the couch, the gabs that lead to underneath it, on the side table. I even went as far as to check from where I picked up the knitting, my bed, along my stairs, and the floor from my door to the living room.

I’ve checked everywhere I could think it fell and then some less likely places it could have ended up. My house isn’t that big, nor do I really venture out of the three basic rooms I normally spend any bit of time in.

So either I’m just blind and the knitting needle is right there in plain view, or house gnomes have stolen it and are holding it for ransom. I do have a fair amount of cleaning that needs to get done so perhaps that’s what they’re waiting for, I can’t be for certain.

I’m trying to not have five projects on the go at once, I do that with books and it takes me forever to finish them, so I’m trying really hard to not just start something new while I look for that needle. Now I could always go out and buy a new pair of US size 5 needles, or even get a thing of circular needles which would probably help me out a lot especially for this project, but I’m trying to not get anymore…at least not until I have a proper storage system for them. At the moment they’re all in a tall mason jar.

Study date with the cats

I’m taking a break from home renos and working on stuff for the shop, knitting has been killing my hands lately and I need a new chair for my sewing table, to have a sort of study day. It’s been raining on and off all day so sadly I can’t quite go out and do this outside, but that’s not to bad, it wouldn’t have been to enjoyable if it was nice out since both my neighbours are home and they’re very noisy when they do their yard work. So really either way I would have been inside.

But at least with the rain I can open a couple windows and just listen to the rain fall while I spend today listening to documentaries about the fae folk or celtic shamanism while I read books on faerie craft, or druidry. It feels like it’s been a fairly good while since I’ve done this. I always have some kind of witchy book on me, but lately my bad books (the books I keep purely in my bag to read whenever I’m out and about) have been books on Everyday Witchcraft or Magical Housekeeping. Useful books without a doubt, but it’s been a while since I’ve read specifically books about my beliefs, like books about faeries, druidry, or celtic witchcraft.

This is the last day that I have the full house to myself, and you can bet I’ve been burning incense in every room of this place, I was suppose to have the place until saturday and I had all these things planned but since my alone time is cut down I can’t quite do what I had planned. I mean I can still do the spells and witchy shit I wanted to do, but it’s that I could have done any of this up in the kitchen. I’m a French guy from New Brunswick with an English grandmother, basically everything about me has history of people collecting in the kitchen. Mind you I’m pretty sure everyone with any and every kind of backgrounds gathers in kitchens, it’s kind of the one thing that everyone has in common I think.

But the simple fact that whenever I’m alone in the house, wether it be for the day or for a week, I tend hang out at the kitchen table, like not on the couch or anything but at the kitchen table. I can sit there for hours (no matter how uncomfortable the kitchen chairs are) and seem to actually get things done. Like I don’t even feel this productive at the table in my room.

At the moment I’ve got a couple incense sticks burning, some soup cooking on the stove, and a documentary about the Faery Faith in Ireland playing in the background. One cat is asleep on the cat tree and the other is passed out on one of the kitchen chairs. The rain has temporarily stopped but it’s still really windy and the sun is coming out.

Needless to say I feel really at peace right now and this is exactly what I needed.