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April Phat Fiber Sampler Box – How Does Your Garden Grow?

My past month was sort of crazy, and I had to work very hard to get my samples into Phat Fiber headquarters in time for the box this month. I really wanted to be a part of April’s garden, because I had so many ideas floating around in my head. In the end I think I was a bit inspired by the volatility going on in my life, because I chose a Wars of the Roses theme, continuing my Tudor series at Exchanging Fire.

The Wars of the Roses were a series of dynastic wars fought between supporters of two rival branches – the Houses of Lancaster and York – for the throne of England. Both sides were descendants of the House of Plantagenet, which had ruled England during the Middle Ages. The symbol of the rose came into being during these battles for control of the throne of England, when the York supporters wore white roses to show their loyalty. The origins of the Rose itself stem from Edward I’s use of “a golden rose stalked proper” as a badge of England’s Royal House.

The White Rose of York

The wars ended when a relative unknown Lancasterian living abroad, Henry VII, the father of the infamous Henry VIII, was raised up to be the next king. He married Elizabeth of York, uniting the two dynasties together and creating the House of Tudor, which ruled for the next 120 years.

The Red Rose of Lancaster

Don’t forget, if you purchase anything in my store from April 20 – May 17 you are eligible for the Phat Fiber Superbox Giveaway! To win this month’s Phat Incentive, which includes the contents of the April Video (aka The Superbox) AND A $150 Gift Certificate to one of the participating shops, you need to join the Phat Fiber group on Ravelry and then post what you’ve purchased in the incentive thread.

 

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November Phat Fiber Sampler: The Queens’ Jewels

For the November 2013 Phat Fiber box, which has a Renaissance theme, I was inspired by the wives of King Henry VIII. The Queens’ Jewels Collection represent three of King Henry VIII’s wives who were either beheaded or died tragically, Anne Boleyn, Jane Seymour and Kathryn Howard. The queens, or “queen consorts” as they were called, actually shared their jewelry. Well, not so much as shared by were given their predecessor’s after their death. So often in state portraits (which you can find online), you’ll see Catharine Parr wearing a necklace that once belonged to Katherine of Aragon, or even Queen Elizabeth I wearing her mother Anne Boleyn’s “B” necklace.

Anne’s Rubies

These stitch markers represent Anne Boleyn, King Henry VIII’s mistress, wife, martyr, and the mother of Queen Elizabeth I.

Jane’s Sapphires

These stitch markers represent Jane Seymour, King Henry VIII’s mistress, wife, saint, and the mother of Edward VI.

Kathryn’s Emeralds

These stitch markers represent Kathryn Howard, King Henry VIII’s fifth wife, mistress, and their jealous May-December relationship.

 

Don’t forget, if you purchase anything in my store from November 15 – December 17 you are eligible for the Phat Fiber Superbox Giveaway! To win this month’s Phat Incentive, which includes the contents of the November Video (aka The Superbox) AND A $150 Gift Certificate to one of the participating shops, you need to join the Phat Fiber group on Ravelry and the post what you’ve purchased in the incentive thread.

Enjoy the new designs, which are up in the Exchanging Fire shop!

June Phat Fiber Sampler – Tron

I’m pleased this month to unveil my new villain-themed stitchmarkers – Tron, part of my superhero series, now available at Exchanging Fire!

Tron

Tron is an abstract take on the eponymous 1982 movie, using awesome geometric-shaped acrylic beads that represent the computer generated realm of Tron. Four cool blue stitch markers represent the virtual game Kevin has been trapped in, while the large bright red bead represents the evil Master Control Program, out to take over the real world. Just like last month’s superhero stitch markers, these too look very “grown-up” but can still feed your inner geekery!

Here I am in featured halfway through the Phat Fiber video for this month (at minute 6:15)!

Don’t forget, if you purchase anything in my store from June 15 – July 15 you are eligible for the Phat Fiber Superbox Giveaway! To win this month’s Phat Incentive, which includes the contents of the June Video (aka The Superbox) AND A $150 Gift Certificate to one of the participating shops, you need to join the Phat Fiber group and the post what you’ve purchased in the Incentive thread.

Sign up now to be entered into the giveaway!

May Phat Fiber Sampler – The Silver Centurion

I’m thrilled to unveil my new superhero-themed stitchmarkers – the Silver Centurion, now available at Exchanging Fire!

The Silver Centurion

The Silver Centurion is an abstract take on Iron Man, with these amazing vintage stitchmarkers from Cold War era Eastern Europe creating a “mask-like” feel with their bright silver lines etched across the lucite beads. I love how they look very “grown-up” but can still feed your inner geekery!

Here I am in featured at the beginning of the Phat Fiber video for this month!

Don’t forget, if you purchase anything in my store from May 18 – June 15 you are eligible for the Phat Fiber Superbox Giveaway! To win this month’s Phat Incentive, which includes the contents of the May Video (aka The Superbox) AND A $150 Gift Certificate to one of the participating shops, you need to join the Phat Fiber group and the post what you’ve purchased in the Incentive thread.

Sign up now to be entered into the giveaway!

My poppet finds herself, and other stories

It was a poppet-like weekend.

First of all, I must say that this poppet does not resemble any comforting childhood toys or dolls like the name would lull you into thinking. This poppet is sleek and wise and rather creepy. Yes, I’ve entered a creepy phase in my life. It was always simmering there in the background – after all, not many 15-year-olds who look like your typical girl-next-door discover that their favorite part of Medea is the overly-graphic description of the Golden Fleece burning off the flesh of her enemies, eh? Oh, wait, on second thought, remembering the tortures of high school, maybe that’s not so far off the mark. Anyways, though I think everyone has room for so-called creepy aspects in their natures, mine has always been firmly in place in the far reaches of my psyche. Recently, however, I’ve found myself more and more attracted to things that make the common man uncomfortable. For instance, the artwork of Caryn Drexl calls to me. Her work is unsettling, creepy, bizarre, and sometimes, makes me just flip quickly to the next to avoid having to look at it too long. But much of her work draws me in a strange way that I can’t quite understand. I’ve recently acquired a print of her innocously named Tea Time and I’m dying to get my hands on my favorite one of hers (below), which is coming to me in August. We can always hope she signs it for me, right?

Sinking with Grace by Caryn Drexl

But I’m off-track, as usual. My poppet, creepy and delicious as she is, is currently standing guard in her favorite spot in the house. She discovered, this weekend, after settling in, that she was a poppet without a purpose. Well, to be clear, she simply disliked being called “Red”. She asked what “kind of poppet” she was, and when I replied that she wasn’t any kind, that I knew of, she seems disgruntled. It was time for some soul-searching, I realized. I agreed to assist her in her mission of “finding herself.”

First, I took her outside for a bit of a look-see. I set her in what I thought was a rather glamorous, Arabic setting, especially given the heat wave rushing through the area. She was, as always, succinct. “This orange clashes.” So, not a Moorish poppet.

Not a Moorish Poppet

Next we hit the herb garden and the potted plants, including, I must say, my poor, pathetic orchids that haven’t bloomed once in the three years I’ve owned them. My poppet stated her opinion nearly instantly and rather firmly about how she felt regarding the garden. “Ouch. Prickly.” So. Not a Garden Poppet.

Not a Garden Poppet

Going inside, we stopped by the bathroom, where I sat her down on my softest body scrub brush while I washed my hands. Maybe, I thought, she’d like to be a bathroom poppet. Then she turned and her face looked almost mournful. “Ouch. Still prickly. And damp.” Right then. Not a Bathing Poppet.

Not a Bathing Poppet

I led her past some artwork on the way to my bedroom, which we decided to stop and admire. I thought perhaps she might enjoy the fine works I have on my walls, but her ill-concealed yawn told the tale soon enough. Not an Art Poppet.

Not an Art Poppet

I led her confidently to my extensive library. Certainly, as regular bibliophile, a lover of books, a passionate patron of the page, my poppet would enjoy them as well. I sat her down eagerly in front of my bookshelves. She peered cautiously up at them, around them, and finally in at them. I could have sworn I heard a sniff. “It is dark.” she finally ventured to say. “And dusty.” she added. Well then. Not a Library Poppet.

Not a Library Poppet

In exasperation, I sat her down on my desk, where my newest yarn acquisition, come that day in the mail, sat waiting to be added to my stash. I was near the end of my rope, decision-wise, on what kind of a poppet she wanted to be. Really. As if being a Red Poppet wasn’t enough. I had other things to do than drag her around and hope she found something she liked. Just as I reached the door I heard a strange noise. I turned back to the desk. “What’s this?” I thought I heard.

Finding the Yarn

“That is called yarn. It will soon go in my stash, and one day be knit into a lace shawl.”
“Yarn.” I heard her muse quietly. “I like yarn.”

I Like Yarn

To my amazement (and amusement), she squeezed herself right up into the skein on my desk, until she was flat on her back and lounging, for all the world like she was taking a swim in a sea of merino wool. I tiptoed out of the room, listening to the “ahhh…” slowly fade as I went back to work. Finally. She had found her calling. She was, and is, a Yarn Poppet.

A Yarn Poppet

And the Little Red Poppet Keeps…

I got a poppet today. It’s a little red poppet. She’s just over two inches tall, and I think I may be sunk, because owning a poppet is akin to becoming an addict. You cannot have just one.

What are these poppets, you might ask? We don’t know much about poppets, not even artist Lisa Snellings knows where these whimsical creations came from. What we do know is that Poppets help us see the world more clearly. We know that Poppets are bigger inside than out. We know that Poppets are sweet and sometimes a little creepy. We know that Poppets are always watching. We know that Poppets are made with love. You can get your own poppet at Stangestudios.etsy.com.

This is my poppet. She came in the mail today.

Little red poppet.

She was intent on exploring her new home immediately. She met the cats first. There is much fortitude in poppets.

Hello...cat.

Stand very very still.

She was not pleased with all of her new friends. I believe her words were “not scintillating.”

"Hello. Who are you?" "Hoo? Hoo?"

My new poppet and I are very happy.

Looking out the window.