Tag Archives: celluloid

Cute or scary…I can’t decide

13 May

During the movie Almost Famous, Phillip Seymour Hoffman’s character, a music critic, talks about how he used to stay up late, writing and writing in a drug-induced frenzy.  The next day he’d look at what he’d written — nothing but drivel.  That’s how I felt last night…only no drugs were involved!  I just couldn’t put my brain to rest so I began sorting through all my piles and attempting to bring some order to one small corner of my house.  So the things I created, and I use the term loosely, don’t quite have that adrenaline-infused shine today.  I see the stripes.  But…I’m sharing them anyway and you can decide if they’re shaping up to be cute, or just plain scary.

First, I’ll show you the very old and loved doll.  Celluloid eyes.  Extremely cracked.  One hand missing.  I dressed her in a stained baby dress and a fur hat.  Yes, I know it’s summer.  But even a bikini wax wouldn’t make her bathing-suit material.  So I winterized her.  Hey, maybe I should put her on one of the four sleds I’ve purchased recently and have Christmas in July!  Here she is, in all her glory:

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I changed my mind on the hat and added a  “lost doll” tag that I cut out of an old primer.  Here’s the close-up:

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Last weekend my neighbor across the street had a garage sale.  She had an antiques shop at one time, so it was a rather cool garage sale.  I picked up a bunch of old empty seed packets.  I’ve taken a few of them to the shop, but decided to create this little “collage” with some more of them:

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Unfortunately, at 2 a.m. I was unable to find my lace, so I’ll have to finish it tonight.  Plus I stamped the D in “garden” backward.  Think anyone will notice?  Looks more folksy that way, I say.  Hahahaha.

I ran across this old book cover and took it to the shop today to add some color to an old Victrola horn:

book cover

Tomorrow I’ll try to snap a pic of the dog show ribbon display I put up today in the shop.  I’ll also be carting a bench and a headboard to my space, since a couple of things have sold.  Oh, yeah, the doll will go tomorrow, too…cute OR scary!


Some junk to tide us over

16 Mar


Junking my way into Blogland

9 Mar

Let’s start by getting something straight:  I’m unorganized.  And it shows.  It starts in my wallet, crammed with receipts I’ll never look at; extends to my handbag, which I’m embarrassed to open at checkout counters, so I carry my money in my pocket (which negates the need for a handbag altogether, you might say.  My what a vicious circle!); moves to my minivan, then sneaks past me into my house.  One time I actually let a friend have a peek inside my bedroom closet.  Then I showed her my husband’s closet.  “This,”  I admitted, “showcases our fundamental differences.”  My husband is neat as a pin most of the time.  Still, he puts up with my disorganization and rarely says a word about it.  When I was working in public relations, our company had a staff training which included an exercise where we had to line up based on our answers to a personality survey.  Needless to say, all the creative people were lined up at one end, while the accounting staff, etc. made up the other end of the line.  We (mostly the communications staff) started discussing the status of our purses and cars, and bonded over our neatnessless.  As someone once said, “A dirty house is the sign of a boring life.”  I concur.

But enough about all that, now!  If you are reading this, you probably wonder what organization has to do with Junkology.  The answer:  I don’t know!  All I know for sure is my pack-rat tendencies tend to benefit my need to create and re-purpose.  Where would I be without all those celluloid mirror frames devoid of their mirrors?  What about all those little mermaid swizzle sticks?  They worked beautifully in an under-the-sea piece of altered art.  Which leads me to another one of my character traits:  buying out complete collections.  For example, last fall at the Warrenton antiques show, I only wanted a couple of black rolling pins, but ended up with 36 of those babies when the dealer offered me a deal I just couldn’t refuse.  Same thing with a batch of test tubes.  I still don’t know what I’m going to do with all those little glass vials.  At Halloween, I filled them with vintage fortune cards and sealed them with a button and instructions to “break glass for fortune.”  Seemed like a good idea at the time!  I’d welcome any ideas you have for the rest of my little vials, which number at least 50.  If you look at the picture above, that’s another collection I had to have, now I’m fit to be tied!  Yes.  I bought a man’s entire necktie collection.  Probably more than 60 ties.  But I couldn’t refuse.  I spent a total of $6.  All I really wanted was enough to try my hand at making a handbag.  Now I should have enough to make at least six beautiful bags.  If I ever do make them, I’ll post a photo . . . once I figure out how to post photos!  But . . . don’t hold your breath that those bags will show up anytime soon.  I’m not very organized, you see.  That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it!

I hope you’ll become a regular reader/viewer.  I look forward to entertaining you in the ways of  Junkology and hope to hear from you:  your ideas, inspirations and creations.

Have junk?  Will travel!   ; ) Kristi