I don’t like how you put these two photos together, as if to imply that the dumplings with the paw print have anything to do with this sweet, innocent angel who has never done anything wrong.
concept: one of those fancy book box services but instead of sending you a full-size fancy hardcover they send you a 1:6 scale miniature version along with a code for the ebook so you still get the book as well as the ability to show off the fancy version of the book but without having to buy more bookshelves. every january they send you a new tiny bookshelf for your tiny books. maybe there’s a year on it to display specifically the books you read that year. you can put your tiny books in a jar and pick them out randomly to decide what you’re going to read next. also it’s cheaper because the boxes aren’t as heavy and they don’t have to produce a full size hardcover with the edges printed by the like one company that does that.
my montante instructor came by during longsword class last night and was like “hey. I found a guy to make me a flaming greatsword. If I did would you be interested.”
OBVIOUSLY I WOULD BE EXTREMELY INTERESTED IN A GIANT SWORD THAT IS ON FIRE, CHRIS
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I have never met a man more dedicated to becoming a dark souls boss.
You ever see something innocuous, minding its own business on the clearance shelf at Michael’s and before you know it, it takes over your life for a few weeks?
So it was with this desktop greenhouse.
I took it home and after taking an appropriate time to “season” my idea in my mind (read: a month or two) I set to make my vision of a mini botanical garden a reality.
I started by removing the heavy glass panels and building a raised floor above the latch. I wanted to use the base as a foundation on the building.
I wrapped the foundation in plastic stone textured flooring (meant for Christmas villages) and built a pond at one end of the same. I then gave it a more realistic paint job and designed a rough layout for my plants and displays.
I also knew I wanted to make the ironwork significantly more intricate, but I wasn’t sure how just yet…
Up next - PLANTS! I went wild making all kinds of plants. Some were specific species and some were more conceptual.
I made several trees with polymer clay and moss, cacti out of beads and flocking, cattails out of raffia, hot glue and coffee grounds, and giant monstera leaves out of paper and wire.
This part should have taken me a long time, but it really came together fast. I loved finding ways to replicate natural shapes and patterns using bits of this and that.
I did make adjustments to my plans as I went like eliminating benches in favor of a simpler overall design.
Then I needed to fill my pond with water. For this I used resin. Lily pads were added to the top layer, and I wired in simple LED fairy lights. The batteries are kept in the box under the foundation.
In a weekend frenzy I added more plants, metal (paper) steps, new (plexi)glass windows, a roof, wrought-iron vines (paper again), doors that open, and a hose reel disguising the latch. Suddenly, a project I thought would take months was finished…
I love my desktop botanical garden. Right now it sits on a simple lazy Susan in my office. But I’d love to get it a proper display box to protect from dust.
Thank you for coming on this little journey with me. This piece packs a lot of joy into a tiny space. I always love building miniatures, and I’ll be doing more in the future I’m sure.
Most non-Minnesotans have no idea what this means, but to put it plainly: we’re raised with not just the expectation but essentially -programming- to assist others who get stuck during the winter. We’ll help people we’d otherwise punch on sight if they’re stuck in the snow and ice, for zero reward.
This is the level of rage we’re at with ICE. I’m not joking to say it’s almost physically painful to not help someone stuck like that, and it’s worth it because the people stuck are ICE.
The only way we have to express how mad we are above this is channeling the First Minnesota all over again.
The Scandinavians who settled in Minnesota brought with them their Norse understanding of the laws of hospitality: you do not fuck around with winter, that if someone needs help in the winter, you help them as long as they don’t actively try to hurt you or your neighbors. Food, shelter, labour, whatever, if you can help in winter, you do.
ICE has violated the “actively try to hurt you or your neighbors” bit of the laws of hospitality, and thus the hospitality has been revoked. They are free to feel winter’s wrath against those who would bring harm to the community.
I like to think that Lady Skaði would be proud of her distant children.
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