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Do it Yourself; Tips and ideas for DIY projects to give a gift that your significant other won't return.
Crafting Magic
Measure the canvas. Chart the space. Choose the colors. Cut the fabric. And then, fall into creating the image. I am three years old, standing on the patio behind the house, looking into the woods. It’s dusk, the magic hour. Mist seems to come into form, trees speak to me. Time does not exist. There is only now, and the magic.
By Natanya Lara5 years ago in Humans
Acid-Free Intimacy
The chances of having entered this world as this particular set of atoms, expressed in human form, as opposed to any other set of atoms, makes me a very lucky set. This fact should bring all endless electric joy! It also makes me realize I'm not separate from any other set of atoms. Separation is an illusion. Einstein and Buddhism both call and called reality an illusion. Today some call reality a simulation. If we are a simulation, we come from the same substrate. If someone once thought to make a simulated reality this real, and succeeded, then thoughts become things. We are creators. We create to show ourselves parts of the human experience that aren't commonly seen or easily conveyed through everyday language. And if in our heads we wield so much power, we should live to feel joyous, loving and compassionate. And we should make it our goal to create these emotions in others too, for those who are willing to accept them.
By Javier Almanza Monge5 years ago in Humans
Life Exponentially Tie-Dyed
With math, one of the first rules we learn is 2+2 equals 4; with ideas, adding is so much more, exponential even. I am a data scientist by day and a tie-dye artist by night, and the intersection of where science meets creativity is my jam. Adding math to science to creativity equals exponential results. Any idea can build on the next, and it is mind-blowing how many things in life share the same pattern or fold. My tie-dye designs organically contain sacred geometry, stemming from Fibonacci series, binary or ternary systems. From simple spirals to mandala folds, it is all about how a modest, small thing, once repeated, adds up to so much more. The most beautiful fractal design starts with a simple pattern - a lotus flower with one petal, a journey of a thousand miles with one step… or snip! But most importantly, the journey matters more than the destination.
By Nicole de Vries5 years ago in Humans
Vintage Collage and Mixed Media on Canvass
I always love crafting, painting, sewing, and all aspects of arts. The cutting of little stuff and its creation outcome makes me feel so happy and even the little things I created by my hands makes me feel so successful. I created a handmade Vintage Collage and Mixed Media on Canvass. I just love seeing it's vintage style the brownish and the old-fashioned way of it's color and the mixed media I have used to give this vintage look. And so many stuffs out there that can be used to create this vintage looking. I used printed cardstocks, plain cardstocks, gel pens and some crafting materials that you can find that will give your art to its best.
By Joveline Nicastro5 years ago in Humans
The Pom-Poms
When I think about creating, I automatically think to myself “What can I do with these hands?”. I’ve used all kinds of materials to craft with. I’ve used everything from beads and crystals to tulle and yarn. The craft that I’ve decided to tell you about is my latest most favorite craft. It’s my handmade Pom-Pom earrings. Sounds like a simple thing, doesn’t it? I mean, who doesn’t know how to make a Pom-Pom? Well, that’s my rational mind speaking. My creative mind says, “Yes, tons of people can make a Pom-Pom, but you make THE Pom-Pom.” So, let’s take a minute to burst into laughter before I proceed. Once we are done with this much needed laugh break after a long week of work, I’ll tell you what makes my Pom-Pom THE Pom-Pom. I’ll also tell you how making THE Pom-Pom catapults me into creating my own happiness. Now breathe, focus, and proceed.
By Gabby Fru Fru5 years ago in Humans
The Dress Up Box
I don't remember the beginning; that would be like asking a child what the day they were born was like. However, I can tell you about the feeling I've never lived without. It comes to me in doses here and there with butterflies at the beginning of an evening. It's the sound of hangers with metal tops being parted from wooden rails. The satisfying weight of layers of fabric. Fashion fabric, lining, and interfacing, kissed with buttons or zippers. Threads pulling at gathers like the muscles in my cheek as I anticipate the garment in my hand to be the one to wrap around my shoulders like warm air after coming in from the cold.
By Olivia Serino5 years ago in Humans
