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More fun with Mannequin Heads!
Fifi-Michelle wears a pink ribbon band hat with a purple sheer silk scarf decked with sequins and beads.
Nora sports a recycled silk sari head scarf with straw matt visor. She sits between two other as-yet-unnamed other mannequin heads. To her right is a head with Moroccan bellydance headdress and to her left is another head with a blue beaded headdress.
Fifi-Michelle on the shelf with the other unnamed "heads": on the left one wears a recycled silk hat, the other on the right wears a brightly colored Tam.
Close-up of the "dreamer" head (eyes closed).
Then we have a close-up of the "green eye shadow" head wearing the Tam.
And, just in case you didn't get to check them out earlier, there are other unnamed heads at Dala's store:
The one wearing the gold-beaded headdress and green chin scarf looks rather medieval, doesn't she?
The next head is wearing the same gold coin bellydance headdress that I wear in my current profile photo.
The last photo shows off a lovely white metal headdress with mirrors. That head was "rescued" recently -- she was about to get thrown into the garbage because she was falling apart and her features had faded. I couldn't let that happen. So I took a bit of white-out and remade her face. She now winks out of her sleep and two hearts on her left cheek hide where once was an accidental scratch in her styrofoam! How some of the mannequins looked before their make-overs. They now all have at least one eye open!
Feel free to help me name the others. Hope you have a happy day.
Fifi-Michelle wears a pink ribbon band hat with a purple sheer silk scarf decked with sequins and beads.
Nora sports a recycled silk sari head scarf with straw matt visor. She sits between two other as-yet-unnamed other mannequin heads. To her right is a head with Moroccan bellydance headdress and to her left is another head with a blue beaded headdress.
Fifi-Michelle on the shelf with the other unnamed "heads": on the left one wears a recycled silk hat, the other on the right wears a brightly colored Tam.
Close-up of the "dreamer" head (eyes closed).
Then we have a close-up of the "green eye shadow" head wearing the Tam.
And, just in case you didn't get to check them out earlier, there are other unnamed heads at Dala's store:
The one wearing the gold-beaded headdress and green chin scarf looks rather medieval, doesn't she?
The next head is wearing the same gold coin bellydance headdress that I wear in my current profile photo.
The last photo shows off a lovely white metal headdress with mirrors. That head was "rescued" recently -- she was about to get thrown into the garbage because she was falling apart and her features had faded. I couldn't let that happen. So I took a bit of white-out and remade her face. She now winks out of her sleep and two hearts on her left cheek hide where once was an accidental scratch in her styrofoam! How some of the mannequins looked before their make-overs. They now all have at least one eye open!
Feel free to help me name the others. Hope you have a happy day.
New Heads Dressed Up: Lola and Cinnamon
Lola and Cinnamon (thanks for the names, everyone!) are now all dressed up and standing pretty in the store window.
Lola and Cinnamon (thanks for the names, everyone!) are now all dressed up and standing pretty in the store window.
Making Great Heads
What I did today: gave a spark of life to the totally lifeless. Made faces out of blank styrofoam heads. Each one has their own personality. Quite a difference considering how generic they once were.
Doing this really got me out of a bad funk today. I'm now ready to go back to my drawing board!
Anyone want to give some names to these heads?
foreverknight should really love the "Lydia" looking one (with the black bangs and choker necklace)!
What I did today: gave a spark of life to the totally lifeless. Made faces out of blank styrofoam heads. Each one has their own personality. Quite a difference considering how generic they once were.
Doing this really got me out of a bad funk today. I'm now ready to go back to my drawing board!
Anyone want to give some names to these heads?
foreverknight should really love the "Lydia" looking one (with the black bangs and choker necklace)!
February's store window pagentry
Just a few peeks into the stuff I do beyond the borders of a drawing board! My friend, Dala, owns an import store and every month I volunteer to decorate her windows. I may complain quite a bit during Valentine's Day because I don't have a lover to give sweet sentiments to, but I do love the pagentry of the Valentine season.
Does it show?
If you look closely, you'll see my accidental reflection in some of these images. It's hard to photograph windows...
And if it seems like I'm posting a lot of images today, well, I'm doing that for a reason. There's more deep snow in the forecast and that means the storms will keep me indoors away from a public computer. If it's too snowy or too cold, I can't breathe well. I have to stay in. So after this post, I'm going to the video store to rent a few movies to keep me from getting too bored. Hope you enjoy the photos! I'll catch you all later...
Stay warm.
Small Town Christmas
Upon moving to Bear Valley Dave and I had a few years of bizarre living situations. Our first place was a triplex .... As I think back .... I don't think I ever really knew who lived at the other end unit but between us was a group of kids from Santa Cruz up in Bear to work at the ski resort for the winter. With them next door I realized how obnoxious I must have been as a neighbor in my party days.
From there we moved to the lodge in Bear Valley. It was closed at the time and we moved into the back hallway while renovations were going on. It was a lot like the shining .... but we had a place to live right in town even if it was a bit noisy during the day with the remodeling staff and a bit noisy at night with "ghostly" type noises.
After our stint at the lodge we moved up into the subdivision into a basement apartment. The folks who rented the main house were the family of the owners of the ski resort and they partied non stop. They didn't like me much and I didn't like them much. It was a mutual dislike. They would party till 3 - 4 in the morning and I would get up at 6 in the morning and blast a little Meatloaf Bat Out Of Hell just to show my appreciation for being kept up the night before.
We had some friends .... and they were building a house further down the mountain and were going to move in and live there while they finished it. They needed renters for their home in a small subdivision about six miles down the hill from B.V. It was a cute little house and the rent was about the same as we were paying to be miserable so we opted to grab this opportunity and finally have a little home of our own without neighbors on top of us or on the side of us or anywhere to close to us.
We gave our notice the beginning of November and were to move in the beginning of December. It was prime renting time so our landlords had no problem renting our unit to some other seasonal ski resort workers needing a place to live. Moving in December in B.V. is an experience in itself having to snowcat or snowmobile your belongings out .... and then back in again to the new house .... fun stuff .... lemme tell you ....
December comes and we call .... can we move in? No .... it's going to be about a week longer .... this puts Dave and I in a really crappy place. Like no where to live .... in December .... at 7100' in the Sierras. A friend .... hearing of our mess then offered to let us stay in his basement unit .... for a week till they got out of the house we were moving into. We took what belongings we could to the house, piled the rest in the truck with a tarp and some in the car .... and some up to our temporary digs .... that week comes and goes and we still can't move in .... it's going to be another week .... our friend says to go ahead ... stay put .... no one is coming to stay with him till New Years.
Another week passes ... I'm starting to freak out a bit since my parents are coming for Christmas and I don't even have a place to live let alone a room for them to stay in .... and what lodging there is in B.V. is completely booked through the holidays.
Finally around the 20th we get the ok to move in ..... it takes about two full days to get our belongings into the house .... I have not shopped .... we have no tree .... we have our auto shop at the time and I'm working two other jobs besides that. I'm starting to really lose it .... and an overwhelming panic / sadness sets in that Christmas is going to be a bust this year.
I was Postmaster of our little town at the time and on Christmas Eve as I was closing up the post office and preparing to go home and get ready for my mom and dads arrival I get a call to come to the General Store .... someone has left something there for me. I was a bit put out .... feeling rushed and unorganized but closed up and walked down the hall to see whats up.
As I walked in there were a few of our good friends standing around and in the middle of them was an adorable little tree ..... a box of lights and ornaments sat next to it and a couple of presents as well. Word had gotten around that we were busy .... moving and working .... and did not have a chance to do much to prepare for Christmas. And so a few folks got together and gave us one heck of a gift. Needless to say, I shed a tear or two.
I was taken aback by this small town generosity. Family looking after family, that is what we were actually .... more than friends .... a small community that depended on each other for each others survival. The twelve years we lived there I saw this type of thing happen over and over again. A whole town coming to the rescue of someone .... a group of folks who could pull together to make sure that someone else had what they needed to get through.
That Christmas turned out to be one of my most favorite. My parents had arrived early .... Dave had gotten them into the house. I came home with a little tree and decorations and for the first time in years my dad and I decorated a tree together.
cllecr told me a great story in the spirit of Christmas about visiting children in the hospital that were unable to be home on that special day. Today when I go to town I am going to take some of my excess toddler hats and drop them off at the hospital. Just in case a kid there could use one.
Merry Christmas everyone ....
Peace. J.
From there we moved to the lodge in Bear Valley. It was closed at the time and we moved into the back hallway while renovations were going on. It was a lot like the shining .... but we had a place to live right in town even if it was a bit noisy during the day with the remodeling staff and a bit noisy at night with "ghostly" type noises.
After our stint at the lodge we moved up into the subdivision into a basement apartment. The folks who rented the main house were the family of the owners of the ski resort and they partied non stop. They didn't like me much and I didn't like them much. It was a mutual dislike. They would party till 3 - 4 in the morning and I would get up at 6 in the morning and blast a little Meatloaf Bat Out Of Hell just to show my appreciation for being kept up the night before.
We had some friends .... and they were building a house further down the mountain and were going to move in and live there while they finished it. They needed renters for their home in a small subdivision about six miles down the hill from B.V. It was a cute little house and the rent was about the same as we were paying to be miserable so we opted to grab this opportunity and finally have a little home of our own without neighbors on top of us or on the side of us or anywhere to close to us.
We gave our notice the beginning of November and were to move in the beginning of December. It was prime renting time so our landlords had no problem renting our unit to some other seasonal ski resort workers needing a place to live. Moving in December in B.V. is an experience in itself having to snowcat or snowmobile your belongings out .... and then back in again to the new house .... fun stuff .... lemme tell you ....
December comes and we call .... can we move in? No .... it's going to be about a week longer .... this puts Dave and I in a really crappy place. Like no where to live .... in December .... at 7100' in the Sierras. A friend .... hearing of our mess then offered to let us stay in his basement unit .... for a week till they got out of the house we were moving into. We took what belongings we could to the house, piled the rest in the truck with a tarp and some in the car .... and some up to our temporary digs .... that week comes and goes and we still can't move in .... it's going to be another week .... our friend says to go ahead ... stay put .... no one is coming to stay with him till New Years.
Another week passes ... I'm starting to freak out a bit since my parents are coming for Christmas and I don't even have a place to live let alone a room for them to stay in .... and what lodging there is in B.V. is completely booked through the holidays.
Finally around the 20th we get the ok to move in ..... it takes about two full days to get our belongings into the house .... I have not shopped .... we have no tree .... we have our auto shop at the time and I'm working two other jobs besides that. I'm starting to really lose it .... and an overwhelming panic / sadness sets in that Christmas is going to be a bust this year.
I was Postmaster of our little town at the time and on Christmas Eve as I was closing up the post office and preparing to go home and get ready for my mom and dads arrival I get a call to come to the General Store .... someone has left something there for me. I was a bit put out .... feeling rushed and unorganized but closed up and walked down the hall to see whats up.
As I walked in there were a few of our good friends standing around and in the middle of them was an adorable little tree ..... a box of lights and ornaments sat next to it and a couple of presents as well. Word had gotten around that we were busy .... moving and working .... and did not have a chance to do much to prepare for Christmas. And so a few folks got together and gave us one heck of a gift. Needless to say, I shed a tear or two.
I was taken aback by this small town generosity. Family looking after family, that is what we were actually .... more than friends .... a small community that depended on each other for each others survival. The twelve years we lived there I saw this type of thing happen over and over again. A whole town coming to the rescue of someone .... a group of folks who could pull together to make sure that someone else had what they needed to get through.
That Christmas turned out to be one of my most favorite. My parents had arrived early .... Dave had gotten them into the house. I came home with a little tree and decorations and for the first time in years my dad and I decorated a tree together.
cllecr told me a great story in the spirit of Christmas about visiting children in the hospital that were unable to be home on that special day. Today when I go to town I am going to take some of my excess toddler hats and drop them off at the hospital. Just in case a kid there could use one.
Merry Christmas everyone ....
Peace. J.
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