After much delay, my Etsy store is up and running full-steam again. I'm excited that I have a new url for it. It was FeatherMoreStore and it is now ElaineMaisel. This came about because I was able to snag elainemaisel.com for my main website. The address belonged to a real estate agent in Hawaii for the longest time. She finally let it go and I happened to catch it. Woot!. With this lucky break, now is a great time for a little bit of re-branding. I've also shifted the name of this blog from feathermore to elainemaisel. The facebook page continues to be FeatherMore for now, but that might change soon as well. I'm tickled.
After much fussing with plain white and black backgrounds that weren't giving me good, consistent color balance in my photos, I turned to this gray burlap that is working well for me.
I'm taking a break from the blog. Please peruse the older posts to learn more about some of my favorite painted feathers in the few past years. The blog is a nice archive of some of my past work.
In the meantime, I invite you to follow me on Instagram where I post one new photo each day under the username @elainemaisel. I share my painted feather work every few days, but am focused mostly on sharing the daily adventures of my tiny donkey, Honcho Poncho.
Honcho Poncho sleeps in a little tin matchbox that I keep in my purse or pocket when I travel through my day. When he's with me, I see possibilities and beauty in small things that I might have otherwise missed.
Find all his adventures at #honchoponcho on Instagram, where the hashtag is also occasionally occupied by little dogs named Honcho Poncho, men in camping gear, and a band from Seattle by the same name.
I use bent paperclips to hang my framed feathers at shows. This is one of the paper clips my father bent for me at the Daphne Jubilee, October 2012, a few weeks before he passed away. He took the time to straighten them out, rather than turning them with the simple twist I use. He wasn't feeling well that day....grouchy and stiff and frustrated....and frustrating.... There was more love and support in his actions than i felt or realized at the time. I think of him each time I have a show and come across one of his paper clips, and I was thinking of him today, as the anniversary of his passing three years ago nears. Love you, Dad.