Angelica the Zebracorn

“Only one who has nothing to lose, and everything to gain, would commit such a crime. The blood of a unicorn will keep you alive, even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price. You have slain something so pure and defenceless to save yourself, you will have but a half-life, a cursed life, from the moment the blood touches your lips.”

—Firenze to Harry Potter

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I know many people can relate to this, they just get off work when their cellphone is exploding from one of their friend’s. In my case, it was a few years ago, I’d just settled into a new apartment in a new city. I’d just started getting close to some of the girls at my work and I got that text “where are you girl? I’m coming to pick you up I gotta talk to you.” It was Angelica.

I’d first met Angelica when she was getting ready to interview at my work. I’d smiled at the pretty, nervous girl all decked out in her best waiting to see my boss. We hit it off from there. We talked, we texted, we gossiped, we agonized over love lives. The girl had spunk, she was so full of life and smiles and laughter. You wanted to be around her.

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Then, he broke her heart. I’d never seen my friend, that feisty, full of attitude girl looked so defeated. She ranted and raved and screamed. We drove, just to drive, blaring music as if it could drown out the sound of her heartbreaking.

I hurt for her.

As a friend, of course I told her that he would be missing her, that she was too good for him, that a good guy wouldn’t cause her so much pain (or cheat on her with a stripper. Just sayin’.) It’s kinda funny how one person can take a larger than life heart and bring it crumbling down.

But life goes on. I moved to another city. We didn’t talk or see each other that much. She moved on to a new man. He didn’t move on. Luckily enough, she was stronger than to take him back. She’s worth way more than that.

So why am I telling you all this? Since the beginning of the year, I’ve ridden a rollarcoaster ride with some of my closest friends and some new ones I’ve met along the way. I’ve watched hearts of gold shatter, melt and be molded into something new and more beautiful than before. These friends have become my unicorns.

Traditionally, unicorns are something pure, beautiful, magical and healing. I’ve seen those qualities in every single one of those hearts that I have watched shattered. I’ve watched them retreat into invisibleness because nobody else believed in them. They were cast aside because someone else’s heart was too cold or they were reaching for stars that were born of dying light. As we grow into adulthood, we lose all our beliefs in magic and our love for the wonders that surround us and those beautiful unicorns that I’ve grown to love and care for so much fade to the background. Once in a while, someone actually braves the wilds of the magical forests too look for those unicorns, some of them are captured and broken down again but others are find someone who will cherish them for the treasures that they are.

That’s what I wish for all my unicorns.

I created Angelica the Zebracorn with that Angelica in mind. All her spunk, captured in the Zebra prints. That long black hair I’ve helped style to give her back her confidence, echoed in her black mane. I sculpted and painted up her eyes to reflect the real Angelica’s eyes, dark and mysterious but always laughing with the feather lashes as a nod to how we met as makeup artists. Flecks of gold for her love of all that sparkles. Super soft and cuddly just like the bear hugs I get from her every time she sees me and launches herself across the room at me.

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This isn’t just a plushie, but a soft sculpture of one of my real life unicorns. A unicorn who loves music to keep her positive and her love of life reflects in her sparkling eyes. A dark haired beauty who loves with all her heart if given the opportunity.

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Name: Angelica

Birthday: July 4

Species: Zebracorn

Size: 13” x 8”

Materials: Fake Fur, Plastic, False Lashes

Eyes: Hand sculpted, molded and cast in plastic

Available for Adoption: COMING SOON

Baby’s First Portrait!

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26 Weeks!

Not mine, obviously! Somedays I love being a Fairy Godmother. I’ve just decided that needs to be a job. Or at least a job description. I got to see my friend and old pole dancing teacher Lindsay today. I can’t believe baby’s on the way! I did the makeup for her wedding way back when! (Like a year ago.)

So Lindz, being the creative type that she is let me turn her belly into a work of art! I’ve been doing this for friends for years now. It’s a great baby shower gift from me! Historically, there are/were cultures who would paint a woman’s stomach to ward off evil and offer protection etc. It’s a great, unique and personal way of celebrating pregnancy! Makes for great photoshoots too.

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I took the picture of her baby boy’s ultra sound and painted it up there on the right and a map of Greece, because, well, TMI but apparently the little guy was made in Greece!

 

A Horse of a Different Colour…

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Ok, so it REALLY goes with the hair. Sometimes, a girl just needs to feel magical.

Now that I’ve got the plain white design down pat, it’s time for variation! I’ve always been one to buck the trend, because let’s be serious, colours are way more fun. Magic is sometimes as dark, mysterious and beautiful as the night sky. Who needs white all the time? It makes me feel magical especially after being called a Fairy Godmother by one of my childhood friends who I was helping with her wedding dress fitting and makeup today. I always wanted to be magical…a Fairy Godmother to be exact, but these days, I would just really like to be magical. (And employed, I got two upcoming jobs today. Yay being a starving artist!)

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A purple horn? I guess it’s just a horse of a different colour!

 

“I may not be a horse whisperer, but I certainly can and do shout at unicorns.”
― Jarod Kintz

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I really hope I’m going to be able to find the metal pendant again. It’s kind of perfect for what I need it for. Here’s to hoping but for now, they’re super limited edition!

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Last Unicorn

“We are both lost
And we won’t be found.
She was my compass,
He was your map,
We’ve come too far to be turning back.
And we’ll sit on our single beds,
Nothing on our hearts and tears on our threads,
For we know the last unicorn is dead.” – Last Unicorn by Passenger

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There’s so many things you wish you could be when you grow up as a kid that, as a adult, you start to lose faith in. Whether it’s an impossible dream or the reality just isn’t as shiny as it used to be. I really wanted wings when I was a kid and was absolutely crushed when I was told that it was impossible and that it just wasn’t going to happen. I cried to my Papa about it and he told me that if I wanted wings, I’d find a way to get my wings.  Well Papa, I figured it out. Maybe not the wings bit, but the horn to be a unicorn.

If you’ve been following my blog lately you may have picked up on my obsession with unicorns and crafting. After about a week of mad sculpting, molding, casting, sanding, refining, redesigning, gluing and embellishing, I finally have it! My unicorn circlet! I’ve been seeing a lot of them floating around Etsy and Pintrest and really wanted one but they all seem to be too big or too expensive, so I made my own. Cast in plastic and customized. Not the polymer super sculpy I’ve been seeing a lot of that is way too heavy and would be a pain in the ass to reproduce over and over. A big shout out to Sam at Drunkin’ Fish Creations for the materials suggestions. So hopefully soon I’ll be able to have my Etsy shop up and running.

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Project Plastic!

Ok, so I was never really good at chemistry. Actually, I also failed that class and took all tech classes later on in high school on purpose to avoid ever having to do chemistry again. Then I ended up in SPFX…it was all chemistry. Gotta love how ironic life came be sometimes. But, on the bright side, on about the third run I got the right mix for the plastic I was casting!

photo 1 copyUnicorn horns and eyes here I come! There’s something ridiculously satisfying about looking at a finished product and KNOWING you did EVERYTHING from scratch. The sewing, the sculpting, the molding, the casting, the painting, the embellishing. Everything! Finally getting some use out of the old college training afterall.

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Monday Morning Magic

It’s Monday morning. I’m not used to having nothing to do. It’s Monday morning, time to work. I don’t think I can handle going through all my boxes for the move. I don’t think my heart can handle it just yet especially after the incredibly ill-timed text I got from my Ex yesterday. He had four whole months to miss me, why now? Why when I’m finally putting all the pieces back together, does he decide to show up just to scatter them again?

So now it is RETREAT into the creating world. Of course this means more crime documentaries and forgetting that sunlight exists. For now, I’m just going to have to keep creating my own little world. It’s safer that way.

My temporary safe haven for the month. It's something I'm used to...a basement studio.

My temporary safe haven for the month. It’s something I’m used to…a basement studio.

Gotta keep busy somehow because I seriously don’t feel like cleaning all the time.

There are many little derp faced unicorns that require love and homes! But they're currently without horns...

There are many little derp faced unicorns that require love and homes! But they’re currently without horns…

Thank God for taking SPFX. I now know how to break down and create whatever I want.

Thank God for taking SPFX. I now know how to break down and create whatever I want.

Awww, I really do miss college!

Plastic casting? I got this!

Plastic casting? I got this!

Gotta keep making the magic.

Hiiiii! I need the rest of my face please!

Hiiiii! I need the rest of my face please!

 

I wanna smash your fears
And get drunken off your tears
Don’t you share your smile with anyone else but me
I wanna touch your heart
I wanna crush it in my hands
Make you plead and cry as you give up all the lies

We’re not lovers
But more than friends
Put a flame to every single word you ever said
No more crying
To get me through
I’ll keep dancing till the morning with somebody new
Tonight I’m getting over you

Goodbye Surreal-life

I got my ticket for the long way round

Two bottles of whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I’m leaving tomorrow
what you say

When I’m gone…
When I’m gone..
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my hair
You’re gonna miss me everywhere
Oh, you’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

 

One of the first tradeshows I ever did with Dawn

One of the first tradeshows I ever did with Dawn

It’s a little bit like the end of an era. I’m not sure how I feel about this nor do I believe that it had really sunken in as of yet. I am no longer employed. I will no longer be living with Dawn. What am I going to do? I’m so used to spending like all my time with her working and hanging out it is going to be so weird. What other job will I ever have that has a one minute commute during rush hour scuttling down the stairs from my room to the basement studio?

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I love Dawn dearly and I really owe her a great deal. She has been way more than a friend and mentor to me she has become family and I would not have been able to make it through such a troubling time without her support and guidance. Living with her has been surreal, leaving her seems doubly so. Thank you Dawn and Love, Poetry Corsets!

Steam on Queen 2012

Steam on Queen 2012

 

On the note of Love, Poetry Corsets.

FanExpo 2013

FanExpo 2013

For those of you out there who constantly complain about the high price of artisan crafts right in front of the creator, please listen up:

Just because you can buy something mass produced elsewhere does not make our merchandise “ridiculous” or lower quality. If you’re going to be rude and say things like “who the hell would pay that kind of money for that?” right in front of us, please kindly keep it to yourself. Our prices are not unreasonable. Why? Let me tell you. We had to pay to be at that tradeshow you are browsing. We had to drive there. We had to turn a part of our house into a studio to create every single one of the creations you saw displayed in front of you. We put up our booth by ourselves and pack it away and move it to the next show. We have to buy the materials you are caressing. We had to wrestle with all that metal hardware that defines the quality of our products as opposed to the plastic that is a cheaper option elsewhere.

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You don’t want to pay for quality? That’s fine.  No one is telling you otherwise. In the day and age where everything is disposable, why would you want something well made to last when you can just get a new one cheap as a one off?

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Let me break down all the work that goes into our corsets. We design that corsets, sometimes we even draft those patterns. We size those patterns. We sew the shells and lining by hand. Cut the boning by hand and insert the busks. We insert the grommets into metal. We lace them. We add trim. Sometimes we even handstitch beads and lace. I spent the last three days creating the corset you say pictured above. Thirty hours of hand stitching lace and wrestling a sewing machine. You may not be able to afford something handcrafted and that’s perfectly ok, but never forget that it is handcrafted and handcrafted with love. Some people still do actually work until their fingers bleed. Please respect the artist. Dawn is an incredible woman who has struggled to singlehandedly run this operation for ten years so please don’t insult her if you see her selling her gorgeous creations by saying something like “who the hell would pay that kind of money for that?”

Love is a Greyscale

Love is a Greyscale

Respect for all guys. That’s all.

Lesley with Love is a Greyscale "When I look into your eyes It's like watching the night sky Or a beautiful sunrise There's so much they hold And just like them old stars I see that you've come so far To be right where you are How old is your soul?" -Jason Mraz

Lesley with Love is a Greyscale
“When I look into your eyes
It’s like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
There’s so much they hold
And just like them old stars
I see that you’ve come so far
To be right where you are
How old is your soul?”
-Jason Mraz

 

#TBT Rhinokeet

Dawww my bestie and I are poster girls for Sheridan. How cute. (No legit, I stole this pic from the website.)

Dawww my bestie and I are poster girls for Sheridan. How cute. (No legit, I stole this pic from the website.)

Everybody else seems to have nostalgic Thursday  and I guess I’ve been quite nostalgic lately. It’s weird how things turn out when life takes you down random avenues. Back in college, I was training for SPFX makeup. If it hadn’t been for that course, I wouldn’t have been introduced to half the things I can do today. I’m so grateful for all the opportunities it has opened up for me and I wouldn’t have met Dawn and been introduced to my current job if it hadn’t been for my internship class.

Rhinokeet Monster Suit Final Project Concept and sculpting by Bart. Assist sculpting and texturing by Meena , Jennifer O'Connor, Caitlin, Nicole Robb and Nora. Molding by Nora with assist by Nicole. Foam running by Jennifer O'Conner. Seaming by Caitlin and Claire . Painting by Caitlin. Monster suit worn by Caitlin. Photo by Steve

Rhinokeet Monster Suit Final Project
Concept and sculpting by Bart. Assist sculpting and texturing by Meena , Jennifer O’Connor, Caitlin, Nicole Robb and Nora. Molding by Nora with assist by Nicole. Foam running by Jennifer O’Conner. Seaming by Caitlin . Painting by Caitlin. Monster suit worn by Caitlin. Photo by Steve

I miss sculpting in class and all the fun projects we got to do. I mean, we made puppets all day who wouldn’t love that? I kind of miss working in a shop and that entire environment. All I’ve ever wanted was to create, to take an idea, a concept, a fantasy and make it real. That’s what it’s all about really. I miss being surrounded by all the mess that was the shop and best of all, friends who thought like you, were driven like you and who could pull together and make something impossible possible.

Birdy birdy! Birdy num nums!

Birdy birdy!
Birdy num nums!

Take your passion and make it happen.

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Team Rhinobird! I’m in the bird.

Inspirational Playlist

Trying to keep myself upbeat and positive for the next month until I move and start all over again. It’s way overdue.

Brave – Sarah Bareilles

ROAR- Katy Parry

Defying Gravity – Wicked

Let It Go – Frozen

Almost There – Princess and the Frog

My Life – Billy Joel

Karma – Joss Stone

Survivor – Destiny’s Child

Keep Your Head Up – Andy Grammer

Girl on Fire – Alicia Keys

Don’t Rain on My Parade – Santana Glee Cast Version

Bulletproof vs Release Me – The Outfit

Let Her Go – Passenger

Don’t Stop Believing – Journey (Cliche, I know)

Don’t You Worry Child – Swedish House Mafia

It’s My Life – Bon Jovi

Fighter – Christina Aguilera

I Want to Break Free – Queen

Remember the Name – Fort Minor

I Won’t Give Up – Jason Mraz

Dare You to Move – Switchfoot

Waving Flag – K’naan

Lose Yourself – Eminem

Go Your Own Way – Fleetwood Mac

Crafting has kept me going alongside music so more unicorns on the way!

Crafting has kept me going alongside music so more unicorns on the way!

Perfect Pairing

“But the corset had the odd power of making her seem somehow more naked; it turned her into a forbidden, armored creature with a soft side inside he had to hunt for.”

~ Jeffrey Eugenides

So excited about our matching garter flask belts! Yes, unfortunately it’s my last week here at Love, Poetry Corsets, but why not go out with a bang! We sold one of the first corsets I’d ever made all by myself today with the matching garter belt so i couldn’t be happier or prouder! I can’t believe I’ve sold two garter belts in a month!

Juliette with Wanderer "Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines And too often is his gold complexion dimm'd" -Shakespeare

Juliette with Wanderer
“Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines
And too often is his gold complexion dimm’d”
-Shakespeare

I’m glad Juliette went to a good home. It’s got a very steampunk feel don’t you think?

Peregrine With Regency “I wandered everywhere, through cities and countries wide. And everywhere I went, the world was on my side.” ― Roman Payne

Peregrine With Regency
“I wandered everywhere, through cities and countries wide. And everywhere I went, the world was on my side.”
― Roman Payne

This one was one of the first steampunk corsets we ever designed and specifically for the first Steam on Queen!