Tutorial time tonight lead me to the wild world of polymer clay. I wanted to make super cutie lime slices! To the YouTube-verse I went to find a tutorial and spent a lot of time just trying to find one that I could stand to watch. Not surprising, I chose one without anyone trying to talk in it.
So cute! So easy! How much fun will this be?
So I got started. I thought the hardest part was going to be mashing the two colors together to get a pale green juicy looking fruit flesh color. I was sort of right.
It is hard to do and maybe I quit before the color was light enough to really say “fruit flesh” but I am an impatient crafter sometimes. That’s just a lie. I got lazy and annoyed and color mashing. There I said it. But, once that was handled it seemed pretty smooth sailing and before I knew it I had a relatively lime shaped contraption, just like in the movies!
Then came the rolling and what seems to just be unfortunately inevitable with 1 out of 3 craft projects that I attempt to involve myself in:
WHY ON THIS TERRIFYING PLANET IS IT ALWAYS BUTTHOLES? I just can’t seem to make it NOT be buttholes. I just don’t understand. Needless to say I was a little worried as to how the rest of this bull mess was going to turn out. So I sallied-forth and tried to cut me some slices of my first attempt at a cane and with trepidation saw the fruits of my labor. Pardon the pun. Or don’t. Eat it up, you know you want to.
Five. Five pieces of the WHOLE DAMN THING turned out somewhat acceptable in that they didn’t look like a 4 year old was playing with playdoh and just randomly sticking white bits to green bits in a semi-organized fashion. Five. The butthole was my doom as far as I can tell. So I did what I intended to do and made them into buttons which may or may not be used for their intended purpose. I’m leaning towards may not.
To finish, like any mature adult would do, I smashed the rest of the pieces into an unrecognizable ball of limehate and threw it into a container. Not even a proper container, its like an old butter tub thingie. Not even real butter, its olive oil spread. Take that, fail-lime. Hah.