Archive for LOVE

Silent Prayers and Heartfelt Thanks

Posted in Art, constructions, dolls, etsy, family, handmade, rock n roll, socialization with tags , , , , , , on August 23, 2010 by darcyarts

This week I’m working on a number of my favorite projects for Etsians.

I am finishing off two lovely fat donut pillows, a joy to create each and every time. These donuts go down under for a repeat Australian buyer, custom chocolate icing with sprinkles.

Thank you Eymael!

 I get to make another Mick Jagger doll.

This Soft Boy will be the first  to Canada. Thank you, Frewfan! 

This morning I found an order for a Big Red Catnip Squid. I’ll be sending this squid duo to Austin, Texas. Thank you, Illustratedink!

I have been uttering a silent prayer this year for work to keep me living on the natch, living free and arty.

Things were kicked things up a notch when Paste Magazine  included a big plush donut in an online piece. Thank you, Paste!

Last week I sent a big pink plush donut and a big maple bar to Ontario, Canada. Thank you Jekjek !

And 4 orange star pillows went to Tallahassee, Florida. Thank you, Kensy!

No thanks would be complete without a big nod to Jordan3000 for his patronage of the DarcyArts  Soft Boy series. Jordan rocks! Thank you.♥

Last winter I lit my devotional candles each morning with a prayer in my heart for the chance to make cute things that bring a smile and a little joy to others.

I wanted to spread the love and I hope I am doing so.

Thanks to every single person who has, through their Etsy purchase, helped me see my little homemade dream coming true. Necessity is the mother of invention.

I’ve been able to care for those I love, tend to their needs and desires, keep a close eye on them each day, while making funny soft sculpture. What could be better?

I hope we learn, as a society here in America to do more small-scale exchanges, to grow, think, live and create and share local knowing that these days, via technology, “local” can be a very big community. Local is in the heart and the intention.

“One world,” said Mr. Marley. Hey, I think I have a new Soft Boy to do.

Sunny with Dolls

Posted in constructions, dreams, etsy, family, handmade, projects with tags , , , , on April 15, 2010 by darcyarts

What a beautiful day! I think I’ve been on a love high for the last 24 hours.

It was more fun than I imagined to  make those marriage promises to my honey ♥ and place the ring on his finger. He has the most beautiful hands. I carried a picture of them around with me for years. I even wrote a poem about them long ago.

Did I ever mention that I detest taking phots of myself? This was a happy occassion.

As Frank finishes his spring semester I will be working on custom projects that I am so thankful to have been assigned. There are angels out there looking in on me.

I’ll be busy through June. I am hoping to work on my dolls and donuts as I work to finish all the custom work.

I was granted membership in Etsy team Art Dolls Only!!!

I am so stoked about it and hope to do great work with their shared inspiration and group determination. They have two great challenges going on and what a great idea! They float a theme out there to spur creativity during a particular month or two. I started a doll that will perfect for one of them. Yahoo!

I’ve had these little flower stickers 4 ever and was glad to be able to use them to speedily layout my May Day Sylph vision.

I will make her a lovely garland of plush flowers on short dark brown hair and give her a diaphanous dress.

She’ll be small and rather pink.

Let the work and the love blossom ♥

The Sunday Before

Posted in family, film, finds, nature with tags , , , on April 11, 2010 by darcyarts

It’s Sunday. The weather will bring gray clouds and probably rain but I have bright sun in my heart.

Three more days and my partner, Frank and I permanently seal our bond.♥

We met in San Francisco in 1978. Those were intense days. We were young and wild. He, a bit more than me.

We had big crazy fun in the city. I went not to find a beau but to see some real life to meet fellow artistic souls, musicians, madmen and boy, did I succeed.

As Frank and I got deeper into one another we chilled out in Santa Barbara and got to know each other with a mellower set of social distractions.

Our return to San Francisco set us on different paths.

A few years later, I ended up in Seattle , married with kids.

I hadn’t thought of Frank for four or five years when I went to see the film Amadeus with my friend Linda.

Bang!! Tom Hulce’s interpretation of Mozart triggered something.  Hulce’s/Mozart’s high pitched laugh, his bratty confidence, his playful flirtiness, his tortured artist, dark-soul specter chipped a tiny crack in the dam. As I sat in the darkened theater, an intense flood of memory began.

Hulce reminded me of Frank and that set my recollection loose. Everything came  back to mind. His tenderness, his brilliance, his kindness. It was all in such sharp contrast to the insincerity and coldness radiating from the man to whom I was married.

In the days and months ahead I let myself remember and remember. It all played out like a holy, secret movie in my brain. Eventually I began to dream repeatedly of Frank, of his essence. He became  my true hearts desire. And the longing stood the test of time. When every other affection of the heart faded the memory of Frank was still there burning like a well made candle.

In 1985 I called Frank’s mom from Seattle. She told me he had a girlfriend and reluctantly gave me his number. We spoke and it was so nice to hear his voice, to know that he was alive and well.

Frank’s ex-wife Susan came to Seattle with her band, Frightwig, soon after. They stayed at our house in Magnolia. At some point I confessed my still surviving feelings for Frank. Susan said he still looked great. Dang.

From 1986 to 1993 I pursued an education. At first in fits and starts, then steadily eventually. The endeavor took me to Southern California, Iowa City, and Albuquerque.

I immersed myself in Film studies. It was a pleasure. I still thought of Frank and dreamed of him when there was room in my head.

Susan called me at some point early in my studies and ask if I had Frank’s number. She said he had moved to Tucson. A close friend of ours from San Francisco was dying and he wanted to talk to Frank. I gave Susan Frank’s mom’s number in New Jersey.

He called me in Iowa City after a dissapointed Physics grad student gunned down six people in November of 1991.

These happenings kept us connected. The tethers were loose and maddenly tenuous at times.

The shootings and the cruel winters drove me west to Albuquerque. I wanted to have some access to Latin American film and so I transfered to UNM.

I called Frank and got his address. Whenever family business took me from Albuquerque to California I’d think about stopping in Tuscon to see him. I failed to summon the courage on my first trip.

I moved my family from Albuquerque to Redding in 1993. The second trip I saw him for an hour or so. He seemed shy and sort of embarrased. It had been 15 years.

Frank and I kept in touch. My husband moved far, far away to Massachusetts. I enjoyed my kids, full time domesticity and soon granny came to join us.

The kids and I managed to spend a few months in Tucson in late 1998. I saw quite a bit of Frank. Our magnetic attraction was still intact but our lifestyles were very different. We returned to Redding, without Frank, to start a new year.

I didn’t belive in pursuing a romantic life while raising my kids.  I did not want to bring strangers into our lives. I preferred to keep things safe and simple.

I worked on writing stories for myself  and eventually in 2000 began  journalism classes at Shasta College. My education in Film Studies was not immediately useful in securing a job in Redding.

By 2001, the kids were  teens and I was working for a newspaper in a lowly position. My first boss was a great guy. He talked me into  taking a part time public safety reporter position then promtly left for greener pastures. I had a great time writing all stories but those involving cops, wrecks and criminals.

I was completely comfortable with my single mom status, secure in my private world, but still thought  of Frank as the only guy I’d ever consider as a partner. Deep down there was something really, really right about him. He fit me and I him. I just had to wait till he was ready to feel it was time to settle down. He was doing a lot of interior work, himself.

He called me in 2003 and said he was ready to try. We both knew that together we had a certain strength and we agreed it was time to grow that native promise.

It’s been seven really good years. We have grown as individuals, become real true partners and feel we have an unshakeable foundation.

We’re getting married on Wednesday, as the new moon welcomes fresh beginnings.

Like a Coraline Doll

Posted in Art, constructions, cute, etsy, family, handmade, projects with tags , , , , on March 19, 2010 by darcyarts

Last night I finished one of the most fun projects I’ve ever done.

I made a custom Coraline doll for Renee and daughter, Rosemary in Louisiana.

You remember the soft blue hand-dyed cotton yarn hair?

It looks great on the head.

It is a pleasure to slowly fit it stitch into its place. I loved the colors and soft materials I used.

Rosemary, the girl who will receive the doll is two years old. She is a beautiful child and was the real inspiration to make this doll extra special.

This doll will be an Easter surprise. Lucky doll girl.

In the pictures I used as references the Coraline doll has ears but I sorta like her without them. She’s prettier without.

Almost forgot the freckles.

It will be sad to see this doll go but I know she will be loved. Rosemary’s mom said so.

I have pictures.

It was super fun making the crazy, cool boots. It’s the first time I made eyelets.

I love stripey tights.

Some of my other dolls may now have feet. I’m seeing some Victorian dolls with pointy little black shoes and long dresses.

That means under garments, too, lots of pantaloons and petty coats. I’ll keep my eyes peeled at the thrift stores.

Wild Bees of Truth

Posted in dreams, family with tags , , , , on March 16, 2010 by darcyarts

The sun will shine today and bring warmth after lots of cool rainy days.

Inside our home it’s almost always sunny. We make the best of what we have, Frank and I.

We, united now for seven years, after a hiatus of 23 years, will make it official next month. I can’t really bring myself to speak of it in traditional terms but let’s say we are going to jump the broom. A new moon in Aries will usher in our new era together. We are such great partners.

Saw a bit of Oprah yesterday and really enjoyed the beautiful decor at Ellen and Portia’s wedding. What lovely flowers — a range of soft pink.

Maybe I’ll begin to think of symbolic elements I want to include in our joining.

I suffer a bit from PTMD –post traumatic marriage disorder. It is difficult to think of what we are about to do as in the same realm as the negative other.

People tie themselves to one another for such strange reasons, sometimes just for the party, for the dress, to answer the voices in their head about what they should do if they want to conform to society’s expectations.

We are going to do our fastening very privately. It’s between us, very sacred and not for show.

We will let the *wild bees of truth make honey in our hearts.

*W.B.Yeats

Rainbows and Folk Art

Posted in Art, constructions, esoterica, family, film with tags , , on January 15, 2010 by darcyarts

Frank and I were driving the other day. Out of the gray days came a beautiful rainbow. It had been awhile since I’d seen one. It felt magical. It reminded me of the way I feel about Frank.

He’s the light that colors my world.

Today I work on my Rainbow headed rag doll, stuff the body and take photos.

Then we are off to the cinema to see The Lovely Bones.

Check back later for my new doll girls. This project is so much fun.

Rainbows

Posted in constructions, dreams, esoterica, TV with tags , , , on July 18, 2009 by darcyarts

I found some rainbow fleece and have been super charged about making caps with it.

RainbowHat

I think the universe was in approval. Synchronicity lit up the day yesterday. The best cosmic echo was seeing a double rainbow above a Cambodian monastery while watching a Discovery Channel Sunrise in HD. Rad and inspiring.

I’m making a rainbow cap with a bill next.

I could Manic Panic my hair purple, pink or orange to match a portion of the rainbow caps. Pigtails, I think would look good with this style cap.

Summer time is simmer time. Love, Love, Love. ♥