It’s been nearly a year since a simple facebook post ignited
a surge of creative endeavors.
It read like this: The first five people to comment on this
status will receive a homemade gift from me throughout the year. They must
repost this status and too make five homemade gifts for the first five people
to comment on their status.
It’s pay it forward, art-style.
The five folks who signed up were as unique as they were
distantly located – so I needed some extra time to process proper gifts. I was
a bit unprepared, so I created the simple above-pictured mixed media painting
to air my apprehensions before getting down to business.
The first handmade items completed were for my friend
Lauren, a Northern Ireland resident who was about to get married. I made an
espresso body scrub to be used on her wedding day. It provided both soft skin
and a boost of energy needed for special day exhaustion. I also threw in a
homemade candle, red and white to symbolize lovely-dovey stuff.
(As an aside, I tested out the body scrub product before
sending it, stupidly at 9 p.m. I was up until nearly 6 a.m. Conclusion: I found
the gift to be effective).
My second attempt at art was a painting made for my friend
Corki – a serpent for a serpent.
The third gift soon followed, and I must admit, I had help on this one.
For Jaleh, a librarian and fellow book nerd, I commissioned Jeremy’s help in making
her an invisible bookshelf, courtesy of instructables.
The fourth gift was a new attempt for me. Finding a strange looking
toy at the thrift store, I turned it into a snow globe. It’s weird, so am I,
and so is my friend Tom, so it seemed like a good fit. The use of glitter
proved troublesome though. It’s been said that glitter is the herpes of craft
supplies and five months later, I’m still finding it in places I simply
shouldn’t.
For my final art attempt, I collected sticks for a few weeks
on my daily walks with Skydog to create a flower vase for my BFF and bona fide
earth goddess, Crystal. After she received it, she commented that she’d like to
live in house like that someday. It will take a few more walks, but I’ll see if
I can make it happen dear friend. Perhaps that will be next year’s art
endeavor.
I received a special piece of art from STL’s own Jeff Miller
well before I started my projects. And Jeremy, who also signed up to create
five homemade gifts, has yet to finish his. But, the year’s not quite over, and
sliding in minutes before deadline is par for the course with a house full of
journalists.
Deadlines are kind of our thing; art, however, is everyone’s
thing.