What the Etsy? Baby Heads

Ok, so its What the Etsy again! What creative, handmade, yet kinda creepy item will we ponder today? As the title suggests, baby heads. That's right, apparently baby heads are quite the trend for a certain sector of that free spirited, rebellious, dare to live against the machine art community that we all secretly envy and long to be a part of. Who needs insurance? Not me, I stay well by a combination of herbal tea, vitamin A, E, and ZPPD! A 401K? How much money could I possibly need when I am 65, living in a camper in the mountains/trailer by the beach/cabin on the lake, painting nature and dancing barefoot around bonfires? I applaud those who actually take that leap, trusting it will all work out in the end. Meanwhile, I'll continue my 9-5, resting assured on the benefits that come with it while I do art projects in my mind (much like my blog for the past 6 months or so) until one day I can slow down and try my hand at a few of these crafts I so love. I will not, however, try my hand at making creepy art out of baby heads. It does nothing for me, except make my mind wonder into horrible places full of devastating things!

Warning: if you are in the early stages of pregnancy, or any stage for that matter, have a young child, or have experienced loss in this area, you may not want to view these. . .just saying.

Here goes. . .The Art of Baby Heads

Sea Creature Baby Head



Doll in Blue



Baby Sculpture



Babe Sapien



Pickled Baby Candle



Baby Face in Gold



So, there you have it. Baby Head Art. Dare you dabble in it?

Find Morgan

Find Morgan is a site dedicated to finding Morgan Harrington, a college student who disappeared following a Metallica concert at the John Paul Jones Arena in Charlottesville, NC. For some reason, this case weighs heavily on my mind. The victim, Morgan, seems to have been close with her family and reasonably intelligent. She attended a concert with her friends, where she may or may not have consumed alcohol, exited the facility by mistake and was not allowed re-entry. Now, I don't know about you, but I consider myself to be pretty level headed, yet can imagine this same scenario happening to me. I would feel bad about making my friends leave the concert to join me outside and I would tell them to stay while I found a way home. Knowing my friends, they would be a little tipsy too and take my word for it, believing that I would practice caution even after a few drinks. Morgan probably practiced the same tipsy caution. Now, I don't know what happened after that. Did she trust someone she shouldn't have? Did she wonder off further than she should have? Or has she fooled us all? I doubt the last one to be true. I read her parents thoughts and it breaks my heart. Yet, I relish in the same hope they have because no evidence has been found to suggest she is not alive. No evidence suggests the contrary either. How do you celebrate Christmas? How do you conduct your daily lives? Please, if you are in the area, search for Morgan or clues as to what happened to her. If not, pray for the family and love your own children and loved ones as if this is your final day with them. You just never know. My thoughts and prayers go out to the Harrington family. Whatever the significance of 2-4-1 is, I feel/pray/say it with you. 2.4.1.

What the Etsy?

I can tell this is going to be a favorite category of mine. I love the site, Etsy, I really do. In fact, I've purchased many a gifts from the handmade/Indie promoting site. I even strive to have an Etsy shop one of these days. Granted, my crafts need honing, but a pipe dream it is not! Some products I innocently stumble across while perusing the site leave me with my head tilted to the side and one eyebrow cocked saying "What the. . .". So, for lack of a better word to complete that thought, I have started saying to myself (in my ongoing dialogue of a blog), "What the Etsy?".

The first item I would like to throw out there is the Good Swimmer: A sperm cell Christmas Ornament for your tree.

Now, Christmas is a magical time. And, although its a stretch, I can see the relationship between a sperm cell (the beginning of life) and Christ (the beginning of everlasting life). However, I'm not sure that's where this artist's mind was. I'm not exactly sure WHERE this artist's mind was. 167 people have viewed this item, though. Surely 167 people don't relate sperm cells to Christmas. In fact, its quite ironic. There were no sperm cells involved in the first Christmas. That's what makes it Christmas. I'm just sayin. . .