Friday, March 25, 2016

Aging is the balls (and a blank faced Monster High doll)

I begin today with two complaints, which I demand that you to read with a cranky granny tone of voice:

1. My eyes are going! Wah! I can't do detail work like I used to. My days of sitting on the sofa making 1:12 scale minis out of polymer clay are over. I officially need to buy one of those huge magnifying glasses on a swivel arm so I can see what I'm doing.  This sucks schmucks.

2. I have had the worst case of bursitis I've ever had in my life in the past three weeks and it's just not going away. It doesn't help that it's in both of my shoulders and I sleep on them, which is why they are constantly being aggravated... but nonetheless. BURSITIS! GARGGGGHHH!!!

Anyway... that's enough of that old lady grumping.  I'm doing my monster-high doll project right now and this is where I am at the moment. Shall we?

The Hungarican Chick's first Monster High Doll Mod
Part 1 - Prepping & Rooting




I have always thought Monster High dolls are just cute as hell, and I never liked fashion dolls all that much; except to act out my years-long epics as a child.  But these dolls have a really stylized and appealing shape--even moreso when you get rid of all the trappings added to them when manfactured. So I got a cheap Frankie doll, stripped off her hideous little garments and ho-bag shoes, and asked my fiberista sister to send me some angora mohair and other fine wool. These can be found online or at fiber fairs. Just look on etsy for what you need.

A lot of this information is duplicated on the videos provided, but what the hey. I'm a talker.

So here is the doll and the baggie of kid mohair are at the beginning of the project.



OFF WITH HER HEAD! I recommend that you look up on youtube or whatever how to effectively remove a monster high doll head. I didn't, naturally. You know me if you follow my blog. I act first then curse later. I actually split the neck which will require repairs. But I got her head off nonetheless. Here she is wearing it on her knees. Because I'm weird like that


Prepping the scalp and head


Welcome to Salon Hungarican--where our stylists' skills compare to no other.  Our stylists are also double-chinned and don't wear bras when they're at home crafting; so be prepared for that.  As you can see in the videos below, it's a travesty. Try to ignore the tabletop boob and focus on what's going on with my hands. And also try to filter out my continual use of 'Ummmm'.



There's a reason that Salon Hungarican failed on its first day of business.










Cleaning the Face





Some nice acetone will clean off that stamped face. You can use nail polish remover too, but as it's a diluted solution it might take you a bit longer, and it might be slightly more difficult to get into the little crannies and wash out that paint. Yes, Acetone is not just flammable; it's reactive. So please exercise caution, don't use it near heat sources, do it in a well ventilated space, unlike I did, and be sure to launder all your rags etc., etc.

Her face came off lickety split. I also cleaned her again because although she looked clean, there was still a very fine residue that remained after the initial cleaning. Use cotton swabs soaked in acetone to get into the little nooks and crannies like her lips and nostrils, where paint might flow in while cleaning.





Operation De-stripper-foot-ification.

I'm not a huge fan of the trend towards strippery shoes for adult women, let alone for teenaged girls. But sadly, I can't control the pre-teen fashion doll trends, so instead, I take my puritanical angst out on the dolls.  With a heat gun.

One of the things I actually took the time to look up was how to reshape the feet of a fashion doll. I found ONE reference to using a heat gun, and it had no specific instructions except to hold it over the foot for one or two minutes.  But I went with it. For $22 at Lowes, I found a heat gun in the paint department.  And lo and behold it worked! I kind of wish I had a trash doll I could have practiced on, because the first foot, being the first foot, ended up slightly wonky.  But what the hey... It worked and with the addition of stockings and slippers, nobody will ever know about the mangled foot.


Stripper pose extraordinaire.


The first movement after running the heat gun over the ankle and top of foot for about a minute. I just pushed it on the table and it began to bend.  


I let the heat gun sit too long and too close to the first ankle and the plastic started
to bubble. I reshaped the toes, and let the ankle cool before attempting to flatten it
more.


Right foot looks a slight bit tilted, and the toes are squashed,
but you live you learn. The second foot was a breeze. It's non-bubbly,
non wonky and the toes weren't completely ruined while being bent.


I bent the toes with my fingers. I just hovered the heat gun over them
enough to soften the plastic, and then carefully pushed the toes float.
It's not perfect. I might try and fix the mistakes on the right foot later on.
But I'm scared of further mangling it. We'll see where I am in a few days.


The tool of awesomeness.

Rooting the hair.

I am going to begin by saying that the little baggie of mohair I had was BARELY enough to fill the head. BARELY. I had to scrounge and scrape the last third of the head, and repurpose what I had deemed waste fibers (luckily I figured out how). So make sure you do not underestimate the amount of hair you need. You can always sell the balance or dye it and use it for another project. Just make sure you have plenty on hand.  When I was done, there was only a tiny quarter-sized ball of fibres that were all shorter than 3/4 inches. Getting raw mohair might mean that it hasn't been washed and there might be VM (vegetable matter--hay, grass, etc..) in it. Your process will wash it anyway as you have to wet down the hair a lot ot tame it, but you can give it a rinse in cold water, no scrubbing, and then squash the pad of fibre between two towels to dry it up.

Anyhoo.... As for rooting, I had to be inventive and make my own rooting tool. In order to be slightly more specific about how I made my rooting tool. I found an old number two school pencil -- and a sewing needle.  I clipped the back of the need off to make a set of prongs. I jabbed the pointy end of the needle into the pencil eraser and voila. A rooting tool. I recommend you find an emboidery needle that works for you--because they have a wider eye on the needle, making for deeper prongs. You slip little skeins of fiber into the prongs and then punch them into the little plug holes. Repeat until you're done.  TIP: The prongs might bend a bit during use, and catch the hair as you're pulling them out. So wiggle your pencil a bit as you pull the needle out to make sure it doesn't drag loops of hair out with it.


Then you don't have to scour the web for a rooting tool, and you don't have to listen to anyone telling you that you should use a felting needle. With this, you control the size and length of your skeins and it costs very little.  It worked for me. 

Rooting in Action: 
The punk stage.




The holes around the hairline were made with a sewing needle.
They are fine and your hair skeins need to be fine too.  They are
larger (the plug holes) on the scalp itself so that bit you can add
thicker skeins and it goes much more quickly,










I'm digging this shield maiden/Lagertha look. :D 

The mohair tends to frizz up and get pouffy as you work with it. Never fear, it can be tamed with water. COLD water. Just wet down the doll head if it gets unmanageable and it will behave (for a while). Even if it frizzes up, a wet comb later on when the hair is affixed will bring it all back down again.




Pouffy and poufier

Wow, that face is attractive. :::Oy::::


The Painting begins

Before we begin painting, you need to cover up the hair. Our
first-aid kid came in handy for supplies. I'll try not to rue this decision
the next time someone severs a finger in this house.
As stated in my vids, I've decided to use an airbrush to apply the sealant between layers. Because I don't feel like spewing toxins into my home and around my offspring (typed after I pretty much huffed Acetone to clean the damned doll); so I opted to go with a technique I saw online where the doll painter used matte medium diluted with airbrush medium to create a thin, well dispersed seal between each layer of paint, pencil, pastels, etc.


I used a tiny condiment bowl to mix the solution in small batches,
as I don't want to make too much. I can also blend it to the right
consistency for my airbrush before filling the little cup.



Chalk pastels are the thing I'm using here. Frankly, I'm not too pleased with it. I'm considering going to my makeup case and pulling out some blush from there. But the step was to brush on the flushing on her cheeks and around her eyes, so that's what I did.

I did not use just one colour. I used a blue that complemented the skin of the Frankie doll, a fuschia and a touch of skin tone.
I like the colour, just not the application. I may have to do it again (I can clean her face again with acetone and begin anew as
needed. Using a swab will save me from redoing certain bits, but the blush and flush are crucial to the final look,
so I need to get this just right.



I started with 1 tsp each of the mediums, but I ended up adding
airbrush medium to thin it out more. The PSI of your airbrush
compressor will determined what solution works best for you.


She looks serene and in this softened light, you don't see the blotchiness of the blushing. So I will probably swab her down and do it again, and maybe try it with actual blush or a different brush. I may even try it with the airbrush and acrylic paint if push comes to shove, but I have to test that out a lot before I move forward.  But this is where we are at this moment.  More to come.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

The life of an extroverted introvert.


I am an introvert. When I declare this to people who've gotten to know me a bit, they furrow their brow as if I'm declaring my conversion to religion. It's just hard to believe. In social situations, I can't shut the fuck up. I talk all the time. It's really annoying, even to me. I look at that kind of behaviour as my frantic thrashing to keep myself from drowning. It's the only way I can describe it. Internally, I'm telling myself to shut up, shut up, shut up! It's a hell of a dichotomoy to cope with.

Introversion comes in so many shades, it's crazy. There's the full on hermit, then there's the kind like me, who enjoys social interaction, but only for a certain amount of time before I'm done.  Every time I have social interaction, I need recovery time. Even if it's just making a phone call.  Having this anxiety thing added on makes it even more impossible, and adds a sense of growing panic doing things that are just ordinary to other people.

I've been having a rough time of it these past few months. I think it's a cruel machine of perpetual motion; staying home makes me even more hermit like, and more anxious, but being out drives me home again, and there you go. Anyway... I'll try not to make every post these days be about the stupid anxiety and such. But it's so much of my life I need to chill about it.

I am going to focus on some projects. I have comic con to deal with this month, plus the dreaded birthday--you all know how much I despise the birthday. Anyway, I am gonig to repaint a Monster High doll and try to costume her up too. I'm not great at sewing in miniature, but I'll give it a try. It could be a fail or a win. We shall see! I also have some gorgeous merino wool for the hair.

I've been a little 'off' on the regency thing lately. My interest levels in costuming have been Merh at best, possibly even a Gargh. But my interests wax and wane. And I just read a study that creativity is paramount to beating depression, so being creative is a great way to counteract my blahs. Now to just get the blahs out of the way enough to get motivated,

No more grumpies today! I promise. Hopefuly I'll have some fun creative posts in the next weeks or so. Happy Valentine's to all, and come by my table at Comic Con to see me if you're in Portland on the 19th, 20th and 21st of Feb.  Miranda Mayer is me. I'll be hiding behind the safety of my table, schmoozing people and hawking my pulp.

Friday, January 29, 2016

Wrapping up 2015's Project 365.

341/365 -  In a box
342/365
343/365 -  Bubble bath again
344/365 - Candle light

345/365 - Silhouettes

346/365 - Pineapple
347/365 - Our tree

348/365 - Pop tart

349/365 - A visit to the local fire station to drop off Giving Tree gifts.

350/365 - Santa's been kind. :)

351/365 - KC Kitten making herself at home.

352/365 - Condensation

353/365 - Chocolate gold

354/365 - Star Wars, man!

355/365 - Greens

356/365 - Christmas Bounty

357/365 - My sister's dog Daisy

358/365 - My sister's cat (now our cat)
-- Can you find her?

359/365 - Simon loves snow

360/365 - Alex and KC in the snow.
KC was befuddled by the snow,
but she loved it.

361/365 - Ironwork at Timberline Lodge

362/365 - Portland in movement

363/365 - A seaside trimming

364/365 - Light and Shadow

365/365 - Icicles
That's 2015. Yay! What's new? Nothing much. My sister got a job as corporate environmental manager at Intel, and was moving back to Oregon, but that might not be the case anymore. We shall see. She is leaving her cat with us. KC *was* supposed to be a bratty, scatchy, anti-social cat, but she seems to have taken a liking to my son, and the amount of harassing she takes from him is unbelievable. She loves him. So my sister doesn't want to take her away from her kid.

I've been sick most of January, so I have not been up to much. Just preparing my authory stuff for the upcoming Wizard World Portland Comic Con. Nothing special! But I'm hoping that 2016 will bring some creative things for me.  I hope to post again soon with one of my projects. I'm currently taking up tatting to give it a try. But I have some other projects in mind. Some miniatures, a couple of doll remodelings, some nesting dolls and more. I just need to kick this damned endless cold and get my energy back.

Happy new year. Here's a movie of the full 365 project that I made to sum up the whole year. Enjoy!

Monday, December 14, 2015

Project 365; 321 - 340 ... Almost there!

Happy Holidays folks! It's been a strange year. Most years are strange, but it's been a particularly interesting one. I perused the pics in the past 11 months and it tells an abstract story, at least to me. It talks about a year of highs and a year of lows. I see the loss of my mom in a photo of an elegantly curved tulip; a change of focus towards my authoring and slightly away from my other pasttimes. I see despairing moments and moments of joy. I see the comforts of my home and my life, and the discomforts of an imbalanced brain chemistry. I see friends who are there for me, and I see family drama. But most of all, I see my life, in 347 pictures so far. I will post the final batch in one lot.

In the meantime, my household has been increased by one person, two dogs and another cat. My sister secured a position at Intel and is moving back to Oregon. While she seeks a place to live, she is staying with us.

I am awaiting edits on my latest strange book, and it will be up for publication in January or so. For those of you who are curious about what I write and such, you can click through here to my author page. Other than that, besides a lovely ball for the ORS, there hasn't been too much going on. It was organized by S2 so I didn't have to do much for it, which was nice. It was really nice to just show up. I'd like to do more of that and less of the stress. And I would like to eliminate the drama 100%. At the retreat I had to calm a frenetic soul who was devastated for not winning a prize. I'm tired of mommying adults. I have a toddler now, a defiant, obstinate kid, who uses up all that spare energy for that sort of crap.  So it's time someone else dealt with the woes and whines of the drama queens. I just want to show up and enjoy like everyone else. It's time.

Here are the next twenty days in the project 365 collection.

321/365 - IKEA meatballs nom

322/365 - The Johanesen household in one picture.

323/365 - My sister's cat. She's adorable to look at. She's flat out crazy and evil.

324/365 - Alex cuddles with his Neenee

325/365 - Things like this make me feel less saddened for not having a girl.
How does one battle this hyper-pink-sparkly feminized crap? Yeurgh.

326/365 - A benefit of having my sister around is to have a Dim Sum enabler.
It is one of my favourite things besides sushi. This is at Pure Spice in Portland.
It's the best Dim Sum I've had since Mary Chung's in Cambradge, near MIT

327/365 - It's not the holiday season for me
until I have a bowl of nuts to munch on
through the New Year.

328/365 - Schmear

329/365 - The turkey taking an overnight
soak in a briny bath.

330/365 - I got to host Thanksgiving dinner this year. Such a rarity. Such fun!
Three guests was plenty for our little table. I made enough for an army,
naturally. But it was pretty damned good if I may say.

331/365 - Some black friday lazing.

332/365 - House hunting with my sister, I stumbled upon this
miniature landscape on top of a gatepost.

333/365 - Trivet

334/365 - This is my entourage during the day. Simon mostly doesn't know
what to make of the two ladies that are dominating his household.
But I think it's good for his depression about losing Flower.

335/365 -Alex and 'My Kiyee' cuddling in bed. OC might be rough around
the edges, but 
he likes his child.

336/365 - Ominous Bot

337/365 - That face. ::sigh::

338/365 - Coziness at home.

339/365 - Time for the annual santa
pics with Alex. This was at Macy's.
Alex's newest pic will be posted below.

340/365 - Sewing for a while again. 
Alex's santa pics for this year:


Santa gets a big hug from Alex, and he also gave him almonds and a tangerine.

Wow. He's growing WAY. TOO. FAST.

Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays to all!

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