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Sunday, October 4, 2015

Holy Blog, Batman!

 Hello, hello, hello! It's time I begin updating this bad boy again since theres a huge link to the blog from my shiny new website! (CuteNotKawaii.com) So, the plan here is to expand upon Instragram updates with more photos and details. For instance, I'll be posting all the photos that go regularly unused from the popular #Pretendsday posts. the only way blogging is going to happen is if I keep to a schedule, so we'll see how this goes...
Bu for now, here's a little bit about what I've been up to for the past year. 


Mr. McGuire: I just want to say one word to you. Just one word.
Benjamin: Yes, sir.
Mr. McGuire: Are you listening?
Benjamin: Yes, I am.
Mr. McGuire: Plastics.

My Father has been an enormous influence on  the current state of my creating career. He is an engineer and leader in the field of plastics. He has designed and built machines that mix, pump and spray and variety of resins, plastics, rubbers, and ceramics. As a result plastics have always been a part of my life.
When I got into making jewelry there was immediately attraction to the simplicity of Epoxy to create unique pieces. Like most hobbyists I was pouring the resin in a premade bezel to encase artwork or objects, and while the results were promising, I quickly became bored with the lack of a WOW factor. The tiny paintings covered in a glass like seal just didn't do much for me. They just weren't unique. 
Fast forward a few years and my jewelry portfolio had significantly expanded. The pieces I was producing were selling and gracing Charlotte runways shows, but never really satisfied me. I felt like I was trying to be someone else and that my designs said nothing about me. They looked pretty good, but felt very hollow. I was beginning to think I had lost my passion and that jewelry was just another crafting hobby that I would slowly abandon. Depression was also setting in pretty hard, due to some shit going in my professional and personal life. Designing was a burden, and a chore like doing laundry.
Then, I made something silly

 
This stupid ice cream bracelet changed my life. How ridiculous is that? Made for a charm project at work it reminded me that not everything had to be so serious all the time!
Ice cream charms lead to sketching all sorts of designs centering around sweets.  I began to realize that locating all the materials needed to make these crazy new designs would not only be a near impossibility, it would be immensely expensive. The concept of making my own components became extremely attractive, and the sculpting of prototypes began. 
Polymer charm artists deserve SO much respect, as they repeatedly create the same shape with remarkably similar results, and hold up quite well. My sculpts were far too brittle to wear, and took way too long to turn a profit. I also found polymer clay to be extremely limiting as a medium. My thoughts returned again to resin, and what I could make that look like as well as it's durability. The world of custom toys, that i had log been attracted to, became another huge source of inspiration both for encouragement to think out of the box, and for picking up techniques. Sketching turned to experiments, and led to classes. I began to wrangle supplies and experiments eventually led to success. Simultaneously, I was learning more and more about the Plastic arts and Novelty Brooch scene that seems to have gotten much of its start in Australia. I realized that not only was there a demand for the type of product I was creating, but that my work was solid, and some of the best looking designs I'd ever created. All this because I had stopped trying to design for the masses, and instead, I just designed for me. I had stopped designing to sell for a while, and focused on redefining my personal aesthetic. 
At this time I spent a weekend with my best friends at Dragon Con. I walked the dealer room and then the Artist Alleys, and really felt a bit underwhelmed. Yes, there was BRILLIANTLY beautiful artwork there, but not much if you weren't looking for something to frame. As far as jewelry goes, what little there was only really appealed to a fantasy audience. I realized (with the help of a few very important ladies) that my new project fit the market here and filled niche that had been mostly ignored. And with my past experience with selling at conventions, I knew this was something I could handle. I set my sights on Dragon Con, and put on my blinders. 
I have been building a following on IG I decided to use it as both an excuse to play dress up, and a marketing tool. Every Wednesday I build an outfit based off a character from Pop Culture. My favorites are usually cartoons, but I've pulled from all mediums. I frequently use a costume as an excuse to sculpt something new, and It helps me build stock as well as stay motivated.  Everyday Cosplay  (casual or closet cosplay, also referred to as Bounding) allows me to tap into skills I rarely get you use, and It challenges me to constantly create new looks. Believe it or not, I actually buy less clothes now, and do more alterations on things I already own.  Most importantly is it has helped me build the confidence and inspiration to continue with my craft. 



















If you would please be so kind as to check out my website and Instagram, it would really make my day! I'm also taking inquiries about custom work. 
www.cutenotkawaii.com
https://instagram.com/cutenotkawaii/

Luv,
Vanessa








Monday, July 8, 2013

Buy American

 When I was a kid I LOVED the 4th of July. I'm not always the most patriotic person.  (I'm especially mad about some of the current goings on in our local government. Get it together NC) but I love the idea that our county was built upon. Also the 4th was a holiday that always meant time with Dad, and explosions. Usually at the same time. Dad would get his hands on a mini display of (il)legal fireworks, and we'd hang out in the back yard as he set them off. He'd set off the bottle rockets, roman candles, fire crackers, ans single shot mortars, all while Mom scolded us from the kitchen. Then we'd pull out the fountains and sparklers and Mom would come out and join us.  All four of us would twirl around with tiny showers of star emitting from the wands in out hands. Sparklers never fail to make me smile. They are just a simple, nostalgic reminder of what it felt like to be tiny me.

 


 Jacket: Thrifted
Tshirt: Thrifted
Skirt: Urban Outfitters
Shoes: Dolce Vita
Necklace: Corvidae

And now for the obligatory sparkler photos.  (imagine fan fare playing on a brass orchestra)






Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Want Wednesday

another Seychelles set


I'm finding Myself completely obsessed with yet another pair of Seychelles. This time its the "Turning Point" heel. One part sandal, one part low heel, total perfection. While I have a deep and abiding need for all of the colors, most likely I will break down and purchase myself a pair in green. I just feel like my summer won't be complete with out them. I' m probably being a bit overdramatic. Probably.
Thanks to Kaelah at Little Chief Honey Bee, I'm loveing these Old Navy dresses too. She wore it today on her Blog and looks so cute I'm dying to get one. And they are on sale. Crap. If you yell into my bank acount you can hear an Echo. Because its empty. And big empty things echo... like caves...anyway...

What's making your wallet light this season?
Love,
Vanessa*

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Mushroom Kingdom

 Thrfting is a sport. I literally work up a sweat hauling about the massive pile of clothes, protecting my treasure pile from thieving hipsters (and old ladies), and trying on 25 items to come away with perhaps 3.  A huge chunk of the reason to get all sweaty and trying on clothes without a dressing room in public is the rush you get when you FIND something. Or when you find SOMETHING. Either way, EXCITEMENT. In the case of this sweater, I found SOMETHING. the second I laid eyes on this treasure, NOTHING else in my cart mattered. I would have elbowed a hipster right between the eyes to protect it. Not once did this glorious garment leave my shaking grasp before I checked out. I can't recall anything else that came home with me that day. There is a distinct possibility that upon finding my precious, I abandoned the stack that previously I had protected so adamantly, and gone straight to the register.  So I was extremely grateful for a few chilly days to be able to don the fun fungus jumper. In all likelihood, and sadness, this amazing piece will have to hang out in my closet for 6 or so months before I'm really going to be able to wear it again. 



Sweater: Vintage Thrifted
Blouse: Limited Thrifted
Skirt: Vintage Thrifted
Belt: Fry Thrifted
Tights: Forever 21
Shoes: Seychelles
Jewelry: Corvidae


 Warmer days are moving in, and my feet are itching (not literally. eww.)  to get into some sandals, but secretly, I will miss my sweaters and tights until fall. I think I may need to relocate to a cooler climate.

Luv,
Vanessa*