Semechka workshop

I’m Semechka – a polymer clay artist since 2014, and a mothmaker since 2018 (they kind of attacked me and never let go).

I’m autistic, and I think that’s part of why I care so much about small, quiet things that feel alive.

My moths aren’t just soft objects — they’re companions. I sculpt and sew until each one feels right. Not perfect — just… real enough to make you want to whisper something to them.

They’ve found homes all over the world — from Japan and Canada to Australia and the US.

You can adopt one from my shop, or just stop by and say hi. I love hearing from people who see what I see in these little winged creatures.

I started these Garden Tiger Moths in October. Which felt like a normal, reasonable decision at the time.

Then November happened. One shoulder decided to exit the chat. A wrist followed. Suddenly I had two half-finished moths and extremely unhelpful arms.

So they just… waited.

I came back to them slowly in January. And then of course it was winter. Which means no light. Which means me staring at the sky like “please.”

But they’re here now.

One is the classic Garden Tiger – dark wings, that dramatic flash underneath. A little theatrical. A little intense. The kind that knows exactly what it’s doing.

And the other one… I didn’t even know yellow Garden Tiger Moths existed until I saw one in a video once. It rewired something in my brain. So I made one.

The yellow one feels softer. Warmer. Slightly unreal. Like someone turned the saturation down and the comfort up.

Also, yes. The wing patterns are different every time. I physically cannot repeat them, and honestly I don’t want to.

They took months. They survived winter.

Now they just sit there looking perfect and fluffy and mildly smug.

2025 recap, handmade edition 🧵

Last year was… not exactly about productivity.

I started it deep in anxiety and burnout — barely working at all. Then almost got divorced. Then got my first full-time job in 12 years. Then fixed my marriage and my brain (mostly). And then — because balance — broke both arms.

So yes, not many dolls were made.

But I did create Regal Moth, and she turned out absolutely magical. And honestly, I’m very proud of her.

The good news: my hands work again, I’m back to sewing 🖤

Thank you for staying here through the quiet seasons. The workshop is waking up again.

Apparently the universe really wanted me to rest.

✨ Meet my new Rosy Maple Moth ✨

This little one just came to life in my studio, and I can’t stop calling her a marshmallow. Soft, fluffy, and full of pink–yellow sweetness, she feels like a piece of candy you can hold in your hand. 🍬💛💗

Her wings are bigger now, with a slightly new pattern, and the fur is softer and brighter — she looks almost glowing when the light hits her.

I love how these dolls are always a mix of realism and a touch of magic. She’s inspired by the real Dryocampa rubicunda, but also a little dream creature of her own.

If you’d like to see more, she’s now on my website: [link]

Work in progress shots never get old. It’s a slow and fiddly process that takes a lot of patience – but I genuinely enjoy it. This is one of my special interests, after all.