Sunflower from Scratch

This afternoon, I decided to clean my room. I started with the piles of scratch papers from when I was in college. As usual, I decided to do something else in the middle of cleaning (it always happens). The paper Irises from yesterday (see previous post) inspired me to do more flowers. I just finished a sunflower made out of four scratch papers.

I will probably do another one using nice paper. :P

I had countless attempts of making this sunflower since I had this book (I was nine). I am thankful right now for having the patience to complete this flower. :)

This is now taped to my closet door.

Paper Flowers for Sunday School

Today, I was momma's helper. I made paper flowers for her craft for the kids on Sunday. She's making a wreath with symbols about Easter Sunday around it. And the flower's going to be a part of it. My mom's really passionate when it comes to teaching. She loves researching about arts and crafts on the Internet and buying/keeping/saving boxes, colored paper, origami paper, strings, ribbons, coloring books, and other art supplies. She even watched High School Musical and Camp Rock and sometimes watches episodes of Wizards of Waverly Place, Hannah Montana, and Sonny with a Chance so that she could relate more to her seven-year-old students. Right now, I think she's addicted to lapbooks. She's been watching how-to videos on Youtube.

These are actually Irises.

I also made yellow Irises and leaves.

I have to give credit to Playful Origami by Reiko Asou, a book I have since  was nine.

P.S. I really have to buy a new camera. My current one is taking blurry pics. :(

Still Teensy

I had this dream. I walked into a McDonald's store (the one near the building where I work). I forgot what I ordered but I asked the cashier to not include the drink. And then the cashier handed me a piece of paper telling me to write an essay on why I didn't want it. Haha. I couldn't find anything on Google about dreaming about McDonald's (or maybe I am just not a very good Googler).

But actually, this is what I really want to say: I am short on supplies, thus the lack of jewelry. 

Here's my itty-bitty box of jewelry supplies instead.

Ciao.

Coffee Jelly: My First

So I have finally created something. I have made my first ever jewelry. Don't get too excited to see it though. The bracelet I have made is very simple. Here it is.

I shall name it Coffee Jelly. I actually had more fun taking photos of it than making it. I had so many boo-boos. When buying my materials, I just bought whatever I thought would be useful without even knowing what some were for. Then, I made the clasp three times and with two different clasps. (It's a good thing I bought lots of clasps.) The first clasp, I attached to copper wire, finding out later on that the beads do not fit. The second clasp, I attached to fishing line (the first clasp was too heavy for the fishing line) only to find out from a book that fishing line gets brittle over time and that it's not a good idea to use it for finished jewelry pieces. So, since I only bought two kinds of stringing materials, I re-did the clasp and attached it to two strands of fishing line to make it a little bit stronger. 

But, I am happy with my work since it's the first one I have ever made using pliers, crimp beads, and other beading materials. I used to only make jewelry with seed beads and elastic string and safety pins when I was little. (I am planning to make some again.)

So, there it is. My first ever jewelry creation. And I plan to practice some more.

Struggling: A Second Welcome Message

So I decided to change my name to marytriesart, and this blog will showcase my pathetic attempts in making art. I guess I have always wanted to become an artist. But I wouldn't call myself a "struggling artist" though because I have never done anything to become one. And I can't even sing! (But I have a feeling that when I was younger I could sing because my third grade teacher once asked me to join the school choir, and a friend--who sings really well by the way--told me when we were in high school that he was surprised that I had a pretty good voice [upon hearing me sing karaoke for the first time.]) But that was before. I swear I wouldn't be hitting the right notes when I sing even a simple song right now.

And I can't draw. I can't draw even if my parents enrolled me in an art workshop when I was in grade school. This is as far as my drawing skills can go.

And I even cheated. I copied that dog from somewhere.

And, aaaah, photography. My love for it is suddenly dying. There are too many photographers already and I feel that I am very left behind. I don't even have my own DSLR yet. Nevertheless, I will continue taking photos as a hobby and not as a profession (as I have originally planned).

My officemate told me he's a "struggling artist." I have a friend who is a "struggling guitarist." At least they have something to struggle about right? I am just struggling to find my inner talent, what I'm really good at. Hope I find it real soon.