I said fuck

It’s not lost on me that the content of this blog is all over the place.  I think it’s probably a reflection of the fact that I can’t focus on one thing and don’t know who the fuck I am most of the time, or where I fit in.  Take that little four letter word there.  I wanted to say it, so I fucking well did.  Yet part of me winces at it when I see it in black and white here on my blog.  Trust me, I don’t have any problems with it emitting from my mouth, just my fingers.  I make crafts and I put them on this blog, because that’s just part of who I am, but if you can stomach it and look round many of the craft blogs that are out there you’ll see that they’re a nice (wincing at that word too) bunch.  And they don’t swear.  At all.  Are these people real?  It’s all a bit twee and happy clappy.  I thought I should be nice too and that maybe they’ll come and look at the stuff I make.  But you know what, I just realised I’m NOT part of the Martha Stewart or Posie Gets Cozy fan club.  In fact, I hate Martha Effing Stewart and I really don’t give a stuff if her readers come over here or not.  And I’m pretty sure they don’t.

I also just realised that I’m an artist that also makes stuff.  And you know what?  Artists swear.  Artists get drunk and artists get depressed.  Artists even have meltdowns; ask one of those Stepford crafters what a melt down is and they’ll probably reply with something about cheese on toast.  If you like to see the words ‘darling’ and ‘sweet’, rather than fuck and twat, go find one of those saccharine blogs like Comforts of Home with the uninspiring rubbish they display.  And please, I’m fed up with PINK.  Why do people think that craft blogs have to be pink?  Vomit.  That’s my last word on the subject.  Well almost.  I’m venting now and it’s difficult to put the breaks on.  This is NOT a craft blog.  It’s a me blog and I feel like I’ve been buried under being nice and un-opinionated for far too long.  The fact is, I AM opinionated.  I don’t like rubbish design, I don’t like vacuous writing and I don’t like crap art (don’t get me started on that one, I’ll have you trapped in your seat all day).  So, why have I let this blog begin the slippery slope into decline?  Well, I suspect it’s a way of trying to please everyone all of the time.  And also I’ve been in decline.  A mini-meltdown, not of the cheese variety.  I’m beginning to peep over the parapet again, so watch out, I may have a bow and arrow at the ready.