So here it as, as promised. I took a photo (well technically it didn't all fit in so I took four photos and jammed them together in photoshop in a haphazardly shoddy fashion then attacked the levels and such so it didn't look bright orange) of my craft room, finally all done and finished. It might look like cluttered chaos but I assure you there is method to my absurd madness!
The top two shelves are still to be sorted but I can't do that until I've bought one of those upright glass collectors cases. I got a little overexcited when the Corpse Bride was released and bought those gorgeous Jun Planning dolls. The only issue was...nowhere to put them! So alas they're hidden away under a cloth away from the dust until I buy a case from Ikea and until they're not up there I can't sort the rest of the shelf out. On with the tour though, if one peers closely enough behind the dummy there's the jacket sleeve of a Pirate coat I made. The very first item of clothing I ever made from a pattern...and I was so proud. Now I look back and see all the little things I did wrong - but it's all about learning! The rather gorgeous peachy-pink fabric there is in face my Tia Dalma coat, though it desperately needs to be tea-dyed and distressed. It looks all shiny and new currently. Her necklace itself is actually currently sat on the dummy's neck, along with my Jack Sparrow hat and wig from my last visit to Disney World. Then there's all my scrap wicker baskets with odds and ends, ribbons and lace, jars of buttons and beads, music books, inspiration crafting cd's, movie and costume and patterning books, Edwin Morose of Teddy Scares fame is up there next to my Sirus Black wand replica and boxes of paints and pens, there's a whacking great Ringwraith Sword on the wall and all this is wonderfully finished off with a large old batmobile toy on the top shelf. Then for any terry Pratchett fans out there...if one should look closely they might catch a glimpse of a Nac Mac Feegle stealing off with a chicken egg...there look, there he is! Second shelf, near the basket, pesky pictsie!
So yes, that's that really. My little wallspace of creativity and amalgamated junk I like to call mine.
And to finish on two slightly obscure notes, the first being the brief subject of David Tennant on Doctor Who, having just seen the Easter episode The Planet of the Dead, of which I shall reveal no spoilers for those of you who haven't seen it yet, I realised as I watched transfixed by the gloriously tousled haired Mr Tennant that only two more episodes to go before we lose him! I'm all very well and willing to give Matt Smith a chance but a small part of me, the inner hysterical fangirl is just waiting to bawl her eyes out and demand that there be no replacement. David Tennant, I, like the Unit Captain Magambo, salute you, sah!
Now finally! I just gave myself quite the fright. I have a Creative Zen Vision W, I love it very much, it's been many places with me and entertained me for many hours, and tonight the little rapscallion decided to frighten the bejeesus out of my by refusing to connect to my computer and allow me to put anything else on it. Thankfully the Gods of the Internet were kind enough to show me the Light of Google and several dozen other poor victims of this unfortunate mishap and after a few fist shakes at Windows Media Player 11 and a rollback to a previous version all is once well again between myself and my beloved little video player.
As much as I love gadgetry I come to realise I invest far too much emotion into the darn little things, and they seem tod elight in giving me shocks to test my blood pressure every so often. Hmm, I smell a full computer backup pending after this small scare!
