So I built this girl TeA two days ago. She had been sitting on my bench for weeks, wearing different heads and I wasn’t quiet happy with them until this sugar bowl feel into my hands at the thrift shop and I knew that it was the perfect fit for her.

Her neck then became an issue as her head was squashed upon her body. I expanded her neck with the help from a fully brown markered children’s block. Yes, I collect children’s blocks, some are painted or markered in this case by a 3/4/or 5 year old’s who somehow unbeknownst to their parents, in ninja speed, recolor the world with markers. This added the perfect neck lift!

This then brought me to arms and legs. I’ve been working my way threw a massively tangled box of wooden spooled thread which I am obsessed with not only emptying out for legs but I just adore the way they look. And if you come from a house of quilters and needle workers, you will know that you should never and I mean never use old thread. That is unless you want to repeat the process! Though I digress as they make the perfect legs!!

Her arms were first forks and then butter knives and spoons before becoming an old 50’s set of measuring spoons. They were perfect and gorgeous, until tightening them up the vintage green handle on on the right side blew out. Therefor the left one needed to be cut and reshaped as well.

When you work with vintage pieces and things that are not truly meant to be as you intend them, you are then forced into doing more work than planned. When people ask me why my pieces are so expensive… there are hours and days that might go into one piece.

After all was put together, she was happy and I was happy. She told me her name was TeA. I have a friend named Tia, she doesn’t spell her name the same but it is pronounced the same. This becomes a pondering point for me, as a lot of the English language does make me ponder! There are words that are not spelt the same but sound the same. There are words that are spelt the same but don’t sound the same. There are words that are spelt the same, sound the same but don’t mean the same!

Good Grief Charlie Brown!!!

Let’s face it, the English language is not easy, especially for a dyslexic person like me. As an adult, I would just like to make people aware of this fact!

As a child it was hell growing up in the 70’s-80’s schooling, with not all that much help for my disability. Be kind to your dyslexic kids as they find their strengths. They will come out in the end a stronger human.

As for TeA, she will be an amazing show piece in your kitchen or wherever you think she must live!

Welcome to the world TeA!