Chaosfay's Bit of Madness

I'm a Disabled queer artist with a focus on quilts. When able, I'm also a watercolor painter. My work is done Friday-Monday, taking Tuesday-Thursday off because those are my husband's days off. On those days, I game, write (mostly fanfiction), assist in housecleaning as my body allows, and spend time with Hubby.

I'm pagan and the pantheons I work with are Norse and Celtic. I'm a devotee of Cernunnos, and work a lot with Thor (patron god of the blue collar/working class), Freyja, and The Morrigan. Every home has spirits, and I've been working with those who reside in my own house. I love their company and it appears they enjoy mine as well. I do suggest you talk to your home, set up a little shrine with something as simple as a plant, a bowl, and a cup. Share a portion of your meals with them, explain changes you've made and why (like hanging artwork, home improvements, etc), and build a relationship with them. It makes a big difference. Call me crazy if you want, but it's spooked tf outta my husband when he saw how swiftly things improved when he apologized to the house and explained the home improvements and repairs we've made.

Some info regarding my style:

My style will never be called subtle. Bold and bright is my route. Even when working in black and white, I will make it stand out.

My personal aesthetic is cottage core, stained glass, art nouveau, and Hawaiian prints (especially the campy stuff).

I lean towards jewel-tones, which is why I really enjoy making stained glass quilts. Bright jewel-tones with the darkest black in strips between sections? Fuck, yes.

My favorite animals are housecats, snow leopards, clouded leopards, penguins, peacocks, and hummingbirds. In that order. The last two are the colorful ones.

My favorite flowers are daisies of every kind, and very fragrant flowers. Not a fan of roses though. I think they're overrated.

I collect teacups and fairies, with a big love for mushrooms, moss, and teapots.

Most of my quilts are small because they're quick to make. My primary focus has been on stocking my shop, but now that my husband has a well-paying job as a sous chef, I can focus on decorating our home and get to work on the quilts I wanna make for us.

We're turning what is technically the dining room into my quilting room. It's slow-going due to my disabilities, but it's coming along. The walls are no longer shiny hospital blue, but are a matte green and the ceiling a matte white. I've moved The Monster (my massive hutch) in there and will be painting it as well. the room with have The Monster to store all my tea-related stuff (I love tea), and everything related to machine quilting.

I have a machine quilting frame, and a domestic sewing machine specifically for it, set up in there for me to work on BIG quilts. They'll be put to use after the room is finished.

Fun facts:

We will be celebrating 20 years of marriage in 2026. Yay! We married at a renaissance fair in 2006, but the seizure med I was on at that time prevented me from developing many memories. I have flashes of the wedding, but that's it.

I'm epileptic and have seizures everyday. Thankfully, the Big Ones, in my case tonic-clonic, aren't daily.

I was diagnosed with hEDS when I was 41. My doctor genuinely believed I had been diagnosed already because the symptoms are so obvious. We've also come to the conclusion I have vEDS due to the severity and ease with which I bruise, the length of time it takes for bruises and injuries to heal, and various other interesting things. Unfortunately, the only way to officially diagnose vEDS is via genetics testing. My insurance won't cover it.

To make things more interesting, I have POTS as well. I get virtually no sewing done during the summer/dry season due to this. My sewing room gets hot as balls before noon due to where the room being on the more eastern side of the house. I have to get up at around 5AM in order to get anything done in there. Thankfully, it's only four months of hell. My tolerance for heat is almost comically low.

I've got other disabilities as well. These are why I cannot work a "Real Job." I do my best to bring in money via selling my work. Please, purchase my work. I know commissions and custom-made items are awesome, but they take time. There are many listings in my shop, with more incoming, and I can ship those off right away.

When I drop things, I, um...sorta scream? Not the sort that would scare anyone into thinking I'm dealing with a home invasion or violence. Let's just say that Telemed appointments have resulted in my doctors laughing themselves to tears because I dropped my pen on the floor or whatever. In person, this shit is so much funnier and absurd.

My husband is a DnD dungeon/game master, and his players have heard me scream like my previous point. It never fails to make everyone laugh.

He paints the miniatures he uses in his games, and I construct all the buildings. The only thing that stopped me from becoming a carpenter was my seizures. They and heavy operating equipment with sharp blades do not mix well at all.

Hubby is a professional cook. The only reason he doesn't call himself a chef is due to not going to cooking school. This man has been working in kitchens for more than 30 years. He is a fucking chef, and his own employer has said as much. It does make him grin every time I tell someone I have my own personal chef, though.