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You Matter!

I have played a lot of online games and have met some amazing people. Not just people here in my own country but people all around the world and all ages, some I have even had the good fortune to meet. Over time many have become friends and those included my dear friend from Canada. I love him as a mate, enjoy his humor, his company, wit and the things we discussed were wide and varied and always interesting. He made me laugh and forget my own troubles – he was company in the wee small hours as we chatted, laughed and played online games together.

We met playing a game which was created by a New Zealand team of developers and was in its beta stages – Path of Exile. I had never played one quite like that before and as we were groping our way through the beta version, I had teamed up with some other kiwis and he was already part of that group. He had heaps of knowledge around how to play getting heavily into the mechanics and would mix things up with his crazy character builds that shouldn’t have worked but were amazing – it was so much fun and I loved the banter and the comradery we enjoyed both as a group and with him alone when no one else from the group was online.

We became firm friends as he kindly took me under his wing and taught me how to get the most from this stunning new game. As we progressed and my knowledge increased, the only thing holding me back was that my characters kept being killed when I stopped to type an answer to his chatter. He would get so frustrated with me as it was always high level characters just about to get into the fun part of the game. So, eventually, we started voice chatting as we played and I didn’t mess things up losing my higher level characters quite so often.

We played that and other games and sometimes just chatted for around 5 years. He was severely depressed, which included some self harm and was undergoing some pretty awful treatments to see if they could help him. He had moved in with his parents whilst going through a divorce and I was so excited for him when he told me he was thinking of moving into a place of his own but he did warn me he wasn’t sure of the internet status where he was going, nor when he would move in (if at all).

I didn’t hear from him for a while, assuming he was moving house, setting up and maybe had no internet, I had found without someone to enjoy the game, with it wasn’t as much fun so I didn’t play as often. I was missing his company quite a bit and looked forward to the return of my friend to bounce ideas and character builds off.

While life moved on and time passed, he was always in the back of my mind. I missed him and the chats we were so used to having. I changed jobs/work hours, renovated parts of my home and I hoped he was happy somewhere enjoying the freedom of his own place and in a way I was glad he wasn’t online so much because it meant he must have finally been content to do other things. I thought of him often but was playing less games so assumed we just hadn’t been on at the same time. Although time passed and I had inklings something was wrong, knowing I should have seen him at some stage, I wouldn’t let myself think about something bad happening to him and passed off his absence for a multitude of reasons. I had left messages for his son a few times asking how he was, but there was never any answer. I assumed the divorce was messing with their relationship so didn’t want to push things in case it made his son uncomfortable. His kids were his whole world and it made me sad to think they may be no longer seeing each other.

Finally one day out of the blue, his son answered one of my queries. I found out that my friend had committed suicide the day after we had last spoken. The knowledge was devastating – he had been such an amazing and supportive friend, a really nice person and the knowledge of his loss devastated me. Although his passing hadn’t been recent, my knowledge of it was – as – when I had finally got an answer from his son – it was almost a year to the day he had died.

I don’t know how he died, just that he took his own life as he had wanted to for so long. It was discussed in so many of our conversations so many times over the years I had known him that yes, I had taken his threats seriously. He was so open with me about wanting to end his life, the pain he was in, and the treatment he was getting for the depression, I assumed he had an amazing support network around him and stupidly thought if he spoke about it he would never actually do it. With around 14,800 kms between our worlds, friendship, support and words were all I could to offer and I am so sad i wasn’t able to do more. I have to comfort myself in the knowledge that we never truly know why people take their own lives no matter how much they tell you about themselves or that you know about them, there is always part of them self that no one ever knows and I think you aren’t meant to. It was his choice – now those of us left behind have to live with his choice.

One more special person, one more bright soul gone from this world – I still tear up thinking of him but I pray he is at peace now as he was so tortured in life. Our friendship was nothing more than two people loving the same thing, genuinely enjoying each other’s company and conversation – two people who would never have met if not for the internet but would have been really good friends in real life had we ever met face to face. Whilst I am grateful I know what happened I bleed for the pain he had to be feeling to take that final action.

To Gord: I miss you terribly and you will be remembered with deep fondness. I am gutted you thought this was your only option… I hope to see you again one day.

 To anyone out there that is feeling like there is no tomorrow please just remember

Someone somewhere loves you

YOU DO MATTER!

The fact you can breathe is amazing

…please don’t give that up!

Monster Vanquishing

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When I was growing up the boogie man didn’t worry me but I did have an alligator under my bed. Hey don’t u look at me like that I did! My sister had a lion under hers’ so there, I’m not making it up!!

I would go to extreme measures to get from the door to my bed in the semi darkness, knowing if I got too close to the bed without landing on it, he would grab my foot and drag me under and who knows what would happen then. I didn’t actually think about what happened if he got me but I’m sure it would have been a horrible fate. Oooh and remember – never dangle your foot over the edge even when you were safely ensconced under the covers because if you did then under u were dragged and well.. something bad would happen to you.

I would tell my parents of this evil lurking under there but they always laughed me off or said there was nothing to worry about so eventually I stopped mentioning it, but I knew it was there, breathing in the darkness, moving the shadows around, hiding from them and just waiting for me to relax… TO POUNCE! Continue reading “Monster Vanquishing”

Foray into Felting

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As an artist I am always looking for something new to paint, my usual medium is water based oils and although I also make a lot of different handcrafts, I was looking for something else to have a go at.

I have always had a passion for sculpting and came across someone creating an animal sculpture, from wool of all things, on youtube. Fascinated I watched a number of videos by a number of different people and was so enthused I had to go find some wool and try it.

It took days to locate a supplier here but finally I had a little stock of different colours, some needles, wire and a lot of enthusiasm. I made an armature and started my first needle felted creation, adding and building until it was done. It blew me away how easy and cathartic it was to use this medium. No sew clothing was stabbed onto the form, necklines were perfect and hair  was a breeze. I loved how the wool was so forgiving, soon I had a number of figurines I had created and I was hooked! There is just something about working with your hands in a tactile manner as you do with wool – it is a medium that allows a lot of creative control and it seems no mistake is unfixable.

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Pet portraits

Hand felted pet portraits. This example is of a ragdoll cat usable for wall hanging or pillow
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Portrait of a cat, handmade felted wallhanging made with New Zealand wool.

If you have something in mind you want made into a wall hanging or throw pillow, leave me a comment or use the contact form.

Nuno Felted Scarf

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Luxurious handfelted nuno scarf.

This beautiful lightweight, super soft nuno felted scarf has a red and black background, with a black tassel on the bottom edge.The luxurious drapable scarf was handmade with a fine, red and black New Zealand merino wool fibre with some silk and other materials felted in. The design has ruched wonderfully giving it that special 3d texture you only get with nuno felting.  It measures approximately 53.34 cm (42″) long x  14cm ( 5.5″). Other (limited) colours available.

Neck warmer

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Multi coloured scarf soft and drapable

Made with soft New Zealand Merino wool and silk, this lovely felted scarf/neck warmer should keep the chills at bay this winter. Colour scheme of your choice.

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*** ❤   Unique Pet Portraits ❤ * **

I create unique, hand felted portraits from a photo of your pet in a variety of sizes. You can use these portraits as a wall hanging, a framed picture or even make it into a throw pillow for the couch to show off to your friends.

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‘Millie’ – 14 x 11 inches

The portraits come in either landscape or portrait orientation, unless specified the orientation will be what I feel looks best for your picture. Background colours are chosen to match your decor (as with Millie above) or a plain colour is chosen blending in tones from your pets coat.

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Close up of facial area

Usually a portrait is a single animal although we can add more if you wish but there is an further cost per addition.

Send me a picture of your pet and using the finest New Zealand wool I will create you a unique portrait. I do however ask that you please make sure you hold the copyright to any pictures you ask me to replicate.

So you want to get started? Contact me to discuss your options using the contact form below. I also ship internationally.

Welcome to my world

Welcome to Original Art NZ. This is where I share my Art works, Crafts, Felting etc. I am passionate about creativity  and hope you come back often and enjoy what you find here. If there is something you wish to know how to make, click the contact us button and leave a comment for me as I love to figure out how to create new things.

 

Think before you Stink!

I have to admit in some instances I am becoming overly sensitive to some of our societies acceptable smells. As I get older, things like cat pee, burnt hair, methane (heh), smoking, perfumes, cleaners, body sprays, air fresheners or incense etc can make me feel ill, slap my olfactory senses with a brick bat,  give me asthma or make my nose and eyes run with some even triggering a migraine.  Some people Continue reading “Think before you Stink!”

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