I used my zebra lp 2844 to print out flyers to add to my orders to direct people to my website .I buy the rolls in bulk and each one printed costs about 10 cents to print. This is such a great and affordable way to print out full page graphics without spending too much at a print shop .
I created a 100% black and white flyer measuring 4 x 6 inches to than be printed using my shipping label to sick onto my packaging to let people know I have this site here.
I found this mock collar sleeveless top at the thrift store and I love the simple shape of the top . It was made out of wool as well and I knew I wanted more. So I measured up the garment to make a simple pattern from the existing garment.
Specialitly tools I used to create pattern :
Pattern paper / dot paper : // alternative : Can use Kraft paper or newsprint
Rulers , Hip curve , French Curve
Rotary Cutter ( I have one just for cutting paper )
Markers, pencil
Measuring it up :
I measured the major points: Across, length , neck band measurement.
Taking Notes of finished garments
+ added seam allowance measurements :
Here is my chicken scratch writing :
I created a pattern using the measurements I took down as well as traced off the rough outline of the finished garment for a little assistance :
After I finished I used my curve rulers to finalize the lines :
I folded my paper in half and cut the pattern out since it is gonna be symetical
I screen printed this top using plastisol ink . The top I a mesh polyester top and I cured it using a heat gun and feeling for the ink to be dry . I will give it more heat to make sure it’s fully cured and will not come off in the wash .
Here is the final Photo: I really liked how it came out so I will be printing more on mesh to come
I have done this in using photoshop using an 8.5 inch x 11 inch paper size. You can use another software that you are more comfortable with . Or even just create manually using markers and pens.
Document setting size :
4.137 x 6.14 inches @ 300 dpi . You are going to have to create 8 pages. to create this 6 page zine.
I machine embroidered this bride of frankenstein design onto an open back halter with crisscross straps. It is cropped fitted and would be cute even layered onto of a mesh top for the colder months. The material is a lightweight knit. You can find for sale on my Etsy shop here .
The weather has been raining for multiple days in a row now and it reminds me of the time we experienced the heavy rains here in California days after your death in the beginning of January 2023 . California hasn’t seen this much rain in a while and like you (Jose) predicted this may cause another year of super blooms in the spring. The last super bloom we had was when Emile was born back in 2019 and we went to check out the California poppys.
The rain , I take it as a symbol of the grieving and tears of your sudden death . You ( Jose ) was always connected to the water and I just remember all he interacted with the rain from running and hiking during the rainfall and the cold dips in the ocean . To his iconic bare-feet everywhere he went everywhere he hiked . always grounded. This death makes no sense.
My mom told me my sister had a dream that he came back just a little while to help me out . She also had a dream that you ( Jose ) walked up resurrected but only to have his eyes shut closed. O how I miss the love and friendship we shared together. I miss our travels and exploring new places together.
My friend suggested I pray for him to open a way for me ; to help me from the other side guide our new path for Emile and I . To find love. To be able to come in healing with this traumatic life event.
I have been in my head so much these days and some days are harder than other , but I keep on working . I am wondering if I am falling into depression or this is grieving a loss more extreme then being rejected or a breakup . This is a whole different kind of pain. But, I keep on doing what I can to get better . I rest when I need to and hike when I need fresh air.
I decided I was going to imagine how my life may look like when I am healed from this . To pick up on my passions once this nightmare because less and less. When I catch my rhythm again . No self sabotaging myself just protect my energy. I am on this healing path . Create my own creative haven . To find my community in the act of love and healing . No more confusion . No more energy vampires.
It’s has been getting emotionally harder these days. Ever since Emile’s 4th birthday on the 22nd I am flooded with all these emotions and tears. Emile blew a wish flower ( Dandelion) and wished for his dad to come back. That broke my heart. I keep replaying that line in my head . Emile looked at me ” mom is gonna cry’ . I don’t understand how he can be so brave. It’s getting harder to look at your photos and videos. The little voice in the back of my mind is ” is he on drugs here’. The pain you were dealing with in silence must have been a heavy burden for you as well. So many questions I have , how I have to let go to the idea that there was nothing I could have done to change the outcome of your life. We gave you everything , and I cry because how much Emile loves you. I I wonder if you felt sad about it or is it all bigger than what we could have even understood. . I wonder if I will ever trust again . Yesterday I was asking for a sign , something to know you were around and then Emile and I had seen the biggest rainbow I have ever seen , It was a special rainbow, the sun was come coming out and the clouds were big and right there was a complete half circle if a large rainbow so vibrant.
I woke up to having such vivid dreams and as I go through my phone I received a text with the link to the book The Enlightenment : Part 0 . A Handbook on Illusion by D. Alan Holmes . I want to include the link incase anyone else is interested in reading this material .
You don’t know how badly it hurts until all the dust have settled and all the unanswered questions starts getting unearthed . The pain goes both ways and now I am left here needing to be strong for both of us; our son. To be strong mother and caretaker , the one making all the decisions ; taking Emile to his classes , to the park on playdates, doctor appointments and to pay the bills. All while being ok and crying during our sons tantrums ; reading the books on death because he is hurting deeply too.
You left us here. You left us heartbroken . You left us in more pain. I could have never imagined this was going to be part of my story our story , our sons story . How un-inportant we really are to just be a “that happens to other people problem. ” How tragic this really is to be part of the “other people problem ” club. Too actually be going through surviving a loved ones death and becoming a widow, sole parent.
On top of making matters more challenging I have a case open with the social services because of false claims you made prior to your departure from this world. I not even sure if the statement came from you or the intoxicating poisons you were consuming before going to the police department for an incident that took place 4 evening prior to your death . A incident where violence occured and you were being aggressive and my friends’ boyfriend sucker punched you leaving you with a broken cheekbone. That night I wish I could turn back the clock because I wonder if that night didn’t happen you would still be here today.
I cried with you the day before you died . I was scared you were gonna spiral out . I was scared for you. We forgave each other and we were ok for the following days. We held each other while I was so sick in bed. Emile and I were sick and had spent about 5 days in bed already trying to sleep off this cold that snuck up on us tuning into acute bronchitis.
I cry even more now that it’s been almost a month now. I reflect on the fact that you were sick . You had gaslighted me , the relationship was toxic and you had too many secrets that you took to the grave. But even during my anger and sadness I think about your heart. About how you were just in pain and were hiding or running from it.
This is our new journey and its not even about me anymore, I can’t turn off the mom switch. Friends I once had will never know the pain I feel. This is our new reality. There is so much more to this story .