Photographs taken by Sierra N Barrett
(Images were auto enhanced, this just made them look more true to real life)
Monday, November 3, 2014
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Marker Quiz
I had a quiz in my drawing class that involved marker. I was terrified but I'm pleased with how she came out! I did make her waist too long. I got a B so I'm satisfied!
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Thursday, September 4, 2014
College Drawing
Well I've started my college drawing class and we're working on 'flats'. A flat is the bare bones of a piece of clothing, it shows where the stitches go and is a view of the article just laid flat on a table. It also acts as a guide to the manufacturers. This is my attempt at a Denim Jacket Flat
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Sundays
This is totally off topic. Whenever it rains on Sunday I think of this song by Keith Urban
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ei8wb8NIRzM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ei8wb8NIRzM
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Iron Giant Drawing
Took my first art class this year and so I decided to keep my skills alive during the summer. This ended up being a gift to a guy who told me this was his favorite movie as a kid!
Sunday, July 27, 2014
RFKC
I know I did have a small post on my experience at Royal Family Kids Camp, but I wanted to expand on it. This experience has really changed the way I see things and if I feel this transformed I should share it.
My job at the start of camp was to be Sheila the sheep in the chapel skits, to be on the Breakfast Club team and to help with registration and riding the bus up to camp with the kids. However, as we often learn in life, nothing is set in stone and there is always more work to be done, and if you are able… do it! So I helped set up the Tea Party, decorating the room and then helping serve while it was happening. I helped be on bedtime/cabin duty every night, tucking in the kids and praying for them, sometimes reading a Bible story and talking about what they had done that day.( I think that was probably my favorite part of camp.) I helped in any way I could, I wanted to serve, I mean how often do you get to take a week off from thinking about yourself and just get to exist to serve. Support staff turned out to be the perfect position for me. Nothing is more refreshing and worth doing. I enjoyed every moment of camp, even when I was awake at 6:30am (not being a morning person this was a test of faith) or taking many kids to the bathroom.
What I want whoever is reading this to understand is that this camp is more then camp. It is a role model of how we should treat each other all the time. Taking the time to talk about toast for 20min if that is what someone wants to do. Celebrating ever achievement big or small. Loving each other unconditionally. I don't think it matters if you are a Christian or not, we should aim to live this life, wouldn't you love to feel true LOVE every moment, succeeding or failing!? I know I would, and I was so lucky to get to spend 5days practicing that and applying to these kids who rarely see that kind of love. The year leading up to camp was spent learning and getting trained on how to properly support these kids, giving up hours of time to attend meetings or reading the manual on my own….not once did I ever feel that something was not worth doing. Everything mattered. At camp, taking someone to the bathroom, swimming with them in the pool, acting as a sheep…it was all important and worth doing. I blew out my knee from walking everywhere. WORTH DOING!
I still cannot believe that these beautiful, talented, caring, loving and selfless kids are in the circumstances that they are in. How did we let this happen. Where did we stop loving our own creations, abandoning our children. I adore all of the kids, which says a lot. I would adopt them all if I could. Each child blew my mind. I had kids tell me such deep insightful things, they spoke into my life, at the age of 8 and taught me life lessons. I have never seen such selflessness, and I want to grow up to be as beautiful as my campers were. I want to shine in my talents, and share them with others. I want to have the bravery that each of these kids had, the confidence to get up on stage and be silly, or let out emotions that they had kept hidden for years.
I…look, once you see faces, learn names, hear stories…you cannot look at the foster system the same way ever again. 200,000 kids in the foster system. I know 36 of them. I know their names, their favorite food, their talents, their hopes. I know them. They aren't just numbers anymore. They never will be again, and I know that there are still more kids who are faceless and name less. That must change. I am no longer content to live in a world where we can assign numbers to children, as if they were just another figure in research, that is not good enough for me anymore, and I hope that it is no longer good enough for you.
When you hear a kid say that they like camp because it is the only time their birthday is celebrated and they don't have to share a bed with someone else…. You cannot look at anything the same. We spent a whole day celebrating everyones birthday and I had never had so much fun and joy playing with and watching the kids be celebrated. The best part was at the end of the night when they went to their rooms to find birthday presents wrapped and on their beds. It filled my heart and broke it. Plus being on cabins duty, I had the amazing honor of having all the boys in the boys cabin show me their gifts, tell me about them. They didn't just tell me they showed me, they wanted me to play with their toys to, they wanted to share the joy that they had found in their gifts with me. These kids have nothing….yet when they did they would give it to us, to me. I remember how I'd show my presents the gifts (that they gave me) on Christmas and they would smile and be pleased. This time I had kids showing me and wanting me to be happy too.
The kids were so giving, I received bracelets and letters, hugs, I have never been so popular in all my life. I still cannot believe that some of the kids took the time to write me a letter, or made me a gift every single day and would teach me things I didn't know.
Why can we not do this? Why….
I miss celebrating everything, big or small. I miss showing unconditional love. I miss tucking my kids in every night, praying for them and hearing them tell me all the fun things that they did. I miss how much they would fight over who's table I would sit at for lunch. I miss having them run up to me and tell me something exciting, as if I was their mom and they just wanted me to know. I cannot put into words or write it in a way that you will completely feel what I now feel. But I hope you get a glimpse. If you want to be involved, have your heart broken to be put back together better then before, please email me.
music4sb@gmail.com
My job at the start of camp was to be Sheila the sheep in the chapel skits, to be on the Breakfast Club team and to help with registration and riding the bus up to camp with the kids. However, as we often learn in life, nothing is set in stone and there is always more work to be done, and if you are able… do it! So I helped set up the Tea Party, decorating the room and then helping serve while it was happening. I helped be on bedtime/cabin duty every night, tucking in the kids and praying for them, sometimes reading a Bible story and talking about what they had done that day.( I think that was probably my favorite part of camp.) I helped in any way I could, I wanted to serve, I mean how often do you get to take a week off from thinking about yourself and just get to exist to serve. Support staff turned out to be the perfect position for me. Nothing is more refreshing and worth doing. I enjoyed every moment of camp, even when I was awake at 6:30am (not being a morning person this was a test of faith) or taking many kids to the bathroom.
What I want whoever is reading this to understand is that this camp is more then camp. It is a role model of how we should treat each other all the time. Taking the time to talk about toast for 20min if that is what someone wants to do. Celebrating ever achievement big or small. Loving each other unconditionally. I don't think it matters if you are a Christian or not, we should aim to live this life, wouldn't you love to feel true LOVE every moment, succeeding or failing!? I know I would, and I was so lucky to get to spend 5days practicing that and applying to these kids who rarely see that kind of love. The year leading up to camp was spent learning and getting trained on how to properly support these kids, giving up hours of time to attend meetings or reading the manual on my own….not once did I ever feel that something was not worth doing. Everything mattered. At camp, taking someone to the bathroom, swimming with them in the pool, acting as a sheep…it was all important and worth doing. I blew out my knee from walking everywhere. WORTH DOING!
I still cannot believe that these beautiful, talented, caring, loving and selfless kids are in the circumstances that they are in. How did we let this happen. Where did we stop loving our own creations, abandoning our children. I adore all of the kids, which says a lot. I would adopt them all if I could. Each child blew my mind. I had kids tell me such deep insightful things, they spoke into my life, at the age of 8 and taught me life lessons. I have never seen such selflessness, and I want to grow up to be as beautiful as my campers were. I want to shine in my talents, and share them with others. I want to have the bravery that each of these kids had, the confidence to get up on stage and be silly, or let out emotions that they had kept hidden for years.
I…look, once you see faces, learn names, hear stories…you cannot look at the foster system the same way ever again. 200,000 kids in the foster system. I know 36 of them. I know their names, their favorite food, their talents, their hopes. I know them. They aren't just numbers anymore. They never will be again, and I know that there are still more kids who are faceless and name less. That must change. I am no longer content to live in a world where we can assign numbers to children, as if they were just another figure in research, that is not good enough for me anymore, and I hope that it is no longer good enough for you.
When you hear a kid say that they like camp because it is the only time their birthday is celebrated and they don't have to share a bed with someone else…. You cannot look at anything the same. We spent a whole day celebrating everyones birthday and I had never had so much fun and joy playing with and watching the kids be celebrated. The best part was at the end of the night when they went to their rooms to find birthday presents wrapped and on their beds. It filled my heart and broke it. Plus being on cabins duty, I had the amazing honor of having all the boys in the boys cabin show me their gifts, tell me about them. They didn't just tell me they showed me, they wanted me to play with their toys to, they wanted to share the joy that they had found in their gifts with me. These kids have nothing….yet when they did they would give it to us, to me. I remember how I'd show my presents the gifts (that they gave me) on Christmas and they would smile and be pleased. This time I had kids showing me and wanting me to be happy too.
The kids were so giving, I received bracelets and letters, hugs, I have never been so popular in all my life. I still cannot believe that some of the kids took the time to write me a letter, or made me a gift every single day and would teach me things I didn't know.
Why can we not do this? Why….
I miss celebrating everything, big or small. I miss showing unconditional love. I miss tucking my kids in every night, praying for them and hearing them tell me all the fun things that they did. I miss how much they would fight over who's table I would sit at for lunch. I miss having them run up to me and tell me something exciting, as if I was their mom and they just wanted me to know. I cannot put into words or write it in a way that you will completely feel what I now feel. But I hope you get a glimpse. If you want to be involved, have your heart broken to be put back together better then before, please email me.
music4sb@gmail.com
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Mother of the Bride Dress
This dress was indeed a challenge. I had never made a customized dress for anyone to wear before (not including costumes). This dress I had to make the pattern and it was designed with the MOB. It is a beautiful material and the beading is really romantic. However....Chiffon is evil!
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Playing Card Flapper Dress
This is one of my all time favorite creations. I spent probably at least a week working on tho dress. I measured out the distances for the cards, hole punched them and hand stitched each one on material.
The aim of the dress was to be a commentary on the book The Great Gatsby. Daisy is a character of great temptation and of misfortune for Gatsby. Well the obsession of gabbling and the tempting nature of living in the roaring 20s is reflected in the dress made of cards.
Model: Devin Perry
The aim of the dress was to be a commentary on the book The Great Gatsby. Daisy is a character of great temptation and of misfortune for Gatsby. Well the obsession of gabbling and the tempting nature of living in the roaring 20s is reflected in the dress made of cards.
Model: Devin Perry
Monday, June 30, 2014
Doll Dresses
Saturday, June 28, 2014
RFKC
I had the most amazing week of my life. I spent a week at a foster and abused camp being a staff member and I have never been so transformed. I met kids who stole my heart and broke it. They taught me so much and I met God in each of them! I will never be the same again, and I will make as much effort as possible to be involved in Royal Family Kids Camp from here on out! I cannot even describe to you what happened our how exactly I changed...I just know its for the better!
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Saturday, June 14, 2014
Winter Formal Dress
I decided to make my dress for a school dance. I really love it because it makes me think of a modern Cinderella dress! It was a struggle, I probably made it 3 times because I kept getting it wrong, however the end result was worth it.
Friday, June 13, 2014
DIY Queen
So I love Pinterest and maybe the Queen of DIY, I have a really good board so feel free to follow it to see some of the places where I get my inspiration and you can make them too!
http://www.pinterest.com/snbarrett23/diy/
Name Banner
All you need is:
-Felt
-Name
Cut a triangle out of the felt. Then cut out the letters, you can choose to hand sew the letters or machine stitch them on. I hand sewed them because I found it easier. Then you are done!
Super fast, easy and a great gift
Throughly Modern Millie
The dress was for Maranatha High School's musical production of Throughly Modern Mille. My friend was Millie so it was super fun to get to dress her! In tradition the dress is a red but I did not want to do ANOTHER red dress (we had just done Anything Goes), plus the color wasn't good for the skin color of her. Therefore making it purple made it feel more rich and flattered my friend.
Hand Beading
I always admire the time people take to hand bead pieces of clothing and stitch each bead on. I also don't want to pay $15 for a beaded headband! I decided to give it a try with these shapes and I then made the starfish into a headband. I look like the little mermaid when I wear it!
I like how they came out. If you are willing to spend time sticking, it really isn't that difficult.
I like how they came out. If you are willing to spend time sticking, it really isn't that difficult.
Thursday, June 12, 2014
Ribbion Bag for my friend Bella.R
I made this bag on my vacation to West Monroe Louisiana I actually made this cute bag for my new friend Bella Robertson from A&E's Duck Dynasty. I made it out of ribbon and some basic muslin fabric. I sewed to 95% by hand and I love how it came out. Never forget that layers can be a magical thing!
Thursday, June 5, 2014
Book Bag
Literally a book-bag! I loved this project. I made this bag for my best friends birthday present. I used a book I bought from a thrift store and cut out the pages (I know, she cray!). I then glued fabric on the inside and made triangles so that it could open. Last attaching these clearance handles from Jo Anns Fabric Store. It can actually hold items.
A little tip. Always re-enforce the spin with Duck Tape!
Thats all on this one!
A little tip. Always re-enforce the spin with Duck Tape!
Thats all on this one!
Minion Tie DIY
One of my favorite creations was this Minion tie that I made as a gift for my dad. It wasn't very hard but very adorable! I had a tie before hand that was just plane and so I made my minion and tacked it onto the tie! Boom! done!
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
A Beginning
I adore the process of creation. Taking nothing and making it into something. This will be my outlet to show what I have made and what may have inspired me to make it!
Sierra N Barrett
Sierra N Barrett
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