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Badass Saints April 30, 2012

Posted by J. in Genius.
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Etsy is in a downward spiral. I’ve seen the handwriting on the wall for a long time, and I’ve already blogged about how I’ve seen resellers cropping up all over the place and crowding out the individual artisan making things with her own two hands. Etsy has been slow to close down obvious reseller shops, and has been “expanding their definition” of handmade to include shops that have more than one person behind them. They call them “collectives.” The tipping point is approaching where Etsy won’t be a good fit for someone like me, but in the meantime, I opened a second Etsy shop. Why? ‘Cause I can.

I’d wanted to try amigurumi but my crochet skills were a bit rusty, and it’s not like there was a pattern I was dying to try. Then I saw a shop that had the most delightfully twisted little critters in there: decapitated sheep. An Exorcist playset. Conjoined nun twins.

And the idea hit me.

Crocheted Saints. But not just any Saints. BADASS Saints. Not merely paragons of holy virtue, but people who knew what it meant to give everything to God. Martyr-heroes, we call them.

Back Row, from L to R: Sebastian, Rocco, Agatha, and Denis
Front Row, from L to R: Stephen and Ignatius

I started with St. Agatha and a basic understanding of construction techniques and after some trial and error, she was done–cute as a button with her breasts on a plate. Headless St. Denis was next, carrying his head in front of him, preaching the Gospel. St. Stephen is rendered by two sandal-clad legs poking out from under a blood-soaked pile of stones. All that’s left of St. Ignatius of Antioch is his head and an arm hanging out of a lion’s mouth. And beautiful St. Sebastian has 8 removable arrows and comes with his own shackles.

Today I’m finishing St. Rocco.  Actually, Rocco is done, but I have to finish the dog that’s supposed to be licking his wound. And his halo.

Badass.

I gotta tell you.  I think the St. John’s Wort is making me a little crazy.  I find myself in a mode where I simply MUST MAKE ALL THE THINGS.  My creative streak is running amok.

Why that same energy doesn’t apply to cleaning the house I shall never understand.

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1. Carol Heydt - April 30, 2012

Stay true to yourself, Miss Jen! Your saints are spectacular!


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