Page 1 Volume 1, Issue 4 July 2012 FREE take it FICTION/MUSIC/NON-FICTION/ART/CRAFT

Love Banshee - Brendan J. Stephens - Jesse Maranger - Richard Garvey - Vacuity



Volume 1, Issue 4 July 2012



MUSIC WRITERS Lisa Olsen Mark Gillis Music Blog:

CONTRIBUTORS Francie V. Max Allan Michael Daly Statia Elliot Max Sharikov Eleanore Krieger Potruff Tyler Dombroski Hayley Schmalz FRONT COVER Mike Bond Fuss Magazine

All work is published with permission of the artist. All rights remain with the creator Advertisements or contributions to this magazine do not necessarily represent the beliefs or opinions of the magazine. Published by Mercey Publishing

Dear you, This is the fourth issue of Fuss. It is also the last. I would like to thank you for your support and interest! It’s been a good ride, but at this point in time there are things that need my attention more than this magazine. And, quite frankly, there are things (or a person) that I prefer to hand over all my energy, time and creativity to. I’m your biggest fan, Hugh. You’re the best thing I have ever made. Thank you for each and every submission; I have been knocked over by the wealth of talent in our cities! For those of you who have submitted for future issues, my sincerest apologies. Advertisers: thank you for supporting us and believing that our city needs a high quality magazine; one that appropriately represents our culture. Readers: thank you for sharing a slice of your life with us. Thanks to Tim Mathias for donating his time to copy edit, to Mark Gillis for taking some of the music interviews off my hands and to Jasmine Adams and Francie V. for making things and telling us how to do the same. You’re all very good at what you do! And you’re just great people, but that’s obvious. If you get the chance, please check out Mark’s music blog at and Francie’s handmade marketplace at She has these recoccuring dreams about a boyfriend from space, whom she calls “Spaceboy.” Naturally, she started writing him love letters. She then silk-screens these love notes onto fabric, which she makes into scarves. The result? Amazing. Our first (and only) Fuss music show, with the help of the fine folks at The Princess Café, will be full of banjos, harmonicas and a suitcase or two. Featuring Love Banshee and Brendan J. Stephens, it promises to be a night of high energy and great music. July 13, pay what you can, all ages. Be there, as I would love to meet you. This issue features some of the writing challenge entries. There were submissions from people who have years of writing experience as well as submissions from those who were just giving it a try. And they were all amazing! Thanks to Words Worth Books for donating their time and a gift certificate to the winner! But even more than that, thanks to each and every person who took the time and effort to submit. I know that life gets busy, I know that there's always something else to do, and I know that it's difficult to put yourself out there. So, thank you! Issue number four, here it is. All the very best, Lisa Olsen, Editor Mike Bond



FICTION Writing Challenge....................5

MUSIC/INTERVIEWS Brendan J. Stephens........10 Love Banshee.........11 Vacuity.......12 Richard Garvey.............14 Jesse Maranger.......................16 Sam Ellis...........17


Portfolio: Hayley Schmalz.....18

CRAFTY BITS It’s the coaster with the most-er.......22


Mike Bond






Our First (super-short, itsy-bitsy) Writing Challenge

We asked you to write a story based on this picture. It could be as loosely tied to this picture as you wanted it to be, as long as it had some sort of connection. That, and the stories had to be 227 words or less. Words Worth Books judged the entries and handed a gift certificate to the best one. With a mixture of fake and real names attached to each, here’s some of what you sent.

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Hats Winner

Max Allan He worked at the docks. Loading and unloading freight. All the while watching as the city's people traced the boardwalk. In the sun under their hats, thinking all their own circles of mysterious thoughts. There was a stout woman under a wide brimmed, elaborately decorated hat with peacock feathers and pink ribbons. (Sunday hat?) With her, a yelping dog, her nose to the air. Her eyes half shut; a stately woman he surmised. A man wearing a fedora, brief case in hand, nose pointing to the ground. A business man with a troubled home? He then noticed a young man with no hat upon his head. A plain shirt and just as plain slacks. He stood still by the water's edge, with a worn photograph in his hands. Lamenting a lost love? He felt sorry for the man. There is no cure for that. Time passes the day ends. Leaving the docks he passes the spot where the young lad had been. He ponders the hat on his own head and what it said about himself.***

I Will Love You from Here Michael Daly Jack sat under red skies that night watching the last boats row out to the three billowing smokestacks of the ship at the mouth of the harbour. The neat porthole rows lit the ridges on the backs of soft waves as the last skiffs slipped through them silently. Rosalee and her sister had boarded a skiff that afternoon destined for America. On ship days, photographers set up around the bay to immortalize the departing to the ones they left, and Jack had waved one over. The flash ignited and its smoke trailed away in the wind. "I'll join you when I am well enough to travel, my Rosalee," Jack had said bravely as the skiff pushed off. "And I will love you from here until then." He'd stood on the hard sand at the water's edge and watched the little skiff try to stay afloat under the weight of the heavy steamer trunks. Jack had waved his last goodbye with his pork pie hat until a cough rattled through his ribcage and doubled him over, red-faced and hacking into his hands. He'd cursed at the mist of blood pooling inside them as he washed them clean in the waves. Rosalee married a tailor in Connecticut the following year after Jack's brother wrote her about Jack's death. The letter began, "He spoke most of his voyage to you."***

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Faded Statia Elliot I began to fade when blood wasn't enough, when bed and tea took over. Words no longer affect memories once replaced with breakfast, chores, the door creak, the baby's cry. We travel back, to the place of swimming without suits and summer stories, bringing to focus the shore. What was open is blurred now, by smoke and stacks. "Settle Blackie," I say, too shrilly, only to be corrected. "It's Bill." I don't understand at first, because of the look. He can't, not directly. His eyes go to her, just a flicker, but so hot it burns. Without the spring rain, the grass has stopped growing, become brown and stunted. If I could find that recipe of Mom's - I put too much salt, or too little. The mix is wrong. I need her large bowl, but it cracked long ago. So I let go, backward, find comfort in the coolness, and sink.***

Washed Away Tyler Dombroski So it was, the inconsolable means to an end. The showman sits with his sisters consoling him as the future casts a shadow on every effort prior. Fortune and fame did not come for a man who thrived on jarring and jesting for the public. The recession claims their smiles, and war grips them by their heart strings, bleeding them dry. Charred with the flame of the elite money machine and fire breathing tyranny, a simple man as someone else's puppet surely is lost. The battle lies not with a weapon in hand, but in the strength of a smile within the mind of the pure of heart. Take that away and they are just another spent shell on a desolate land of decaying humanity. The most gentle man dies with white knuckles on a trigger handle; but his death does not come with the resting of his own heart beat, but from the silence of the bodies cast around him. Having once prided himself in spreading grins across the nameless, the gaping jaws of horror mocking and ripping at his beaten down anima now have the last laugh. Hell has sprung a leak on those most innocent.***





Eleanore Krieger Pottruff

Max Sharikov

Before his fingers even touched the brass doorknob, the door flung open, facing Rick with an overeager mother. "Come in, come in!" she beckoned him into the house and led him into a small living room. "She'll be down in just a minute, I'm sure of it," she disappeared from the doorframe. He plopped down onto her plaid couch, his rented powder blue tuxedo awkwardly bunching up at all his joints. His stomach felt like a citrusy orange attacked by fledging moths; each one viciously devouring it; taking chunky bites from his abdomen. Too nervous to stay put, he leapt up and started pacing on her Oriental rug. His mind fled back to earlier that day, at his locker, what she had said. Did she really mean that? Was she just playing with his fretful mind? Would she bring it up again tonight? He doubled over; out of breath, the moths' gnawing unbearable; increasing by every single clock tick coming from the mantel. Right beside his personal ticking time bomb was an old photograph; a man with two girls and a dog. Maybe some family inheritance? "Rick?" her voice flowed through the room, lighting the fuse on the time bomb. I can do this. And he turned around, just as his orange exploded, hungry moths flying all over her plaid couch and prom dress.***

James, Martha, and Catherine enjoyed their picnic, until a small matter threatened their enjoyment. "Martha?" "What's the matter, James?" "Have you seen my dog?" "Your dog?" "Yes, my dog." "What does he look like?" "Like a dog, have you seen him?" "I don't know." "That's not helpful." "Well, did you look to the right?" James looked to the right. "I don't see him, I only see you." "James, how romantic!" "That wasn't a compliment." "Oh, did you look to the left?" James looked to the left. "I don't see him, I only see Catherine." "How dare you!" "Quiet, I'm not making a pass at your sister; I'm looking for my dog." "Oh, that's okay." "Why is your sister so quiet?" "I'd ask her, but she wouldn't answer." "Catherine, have you seen my dog?" "It's not use." "What about my dog?!" "Where was the last place you saw him?" "He was in a boat with two sailors." "And where have you looked?" "I looked in the boat, I looked under my straw hat, I looked left, I looked right, but I didn't find my dog." "Did you look up?" James looked up. "I don't see him, I only see the sky." "Did you look down?" James looked down, found the dog. "There he is, my dog, he was down there all along!" Later, Martha was diagnosed with schizophrenia.***

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Genre: Folk/Roots

Brendan J. Stephens is having a pretty eventful summer: he's playing the Kitchener Blues Festival, he's releasing his first EP and he just moved out of his parent's house. Compared to some, 18-year-old Stephens has had a relatively short spree in music. It started with a Christmas present, a guitar, at the age of 13. Shortly thereafter, he started listening to his grandmother's old Bob Dylan records. It was then that he fell in love with the harmonica. And so he took a trip to a pawn shop, bought a neck mount and taught himself to play both the guitar and harmonica in unison. Despite his age, Stephens keeps time with his suitcase-drum, writes lyrics about drinking and tells stories of finding beauty in life's roughest moments, much in the same way a '30s vagabond would.

You can catch him playing regularly at the St. Jacobs market, solo or with his side project: Two Bit Kettle Krooks. He's been playing there since grade nine. He first started by playing with a friend of his. "He was two years younger than me, and he played bass guitar, so we got an acoustic bass guitar and I had my harmonica and guitar and he did lots of foot percussion stuff and I got into it," Stephens said. The two, in grades seven and nine, started composing instrumental jazz songs and setting up at the market. They eventually split, but Stephens continued using the market as a venue. His new EP, Ragged, is due out in July.*** Get a free Brendan J. Stephens mp3 at





Love Banshee may have made a country album, but that doesn't mean they are country. "The thing about our band is that we've always hopped around genres a lot; we'd play a country song, followed by a punk song or a surf song," said Tyler Stoddart, the band's vocalist and guitarist. "We made a country album. Who knows what the next one will be like? It's repetitive to keep doing the same thing over and over." The Waterloo band was formerly known as The Music Box, and played primarily rock music. When they lost their guitarist, they decided to pull in the reigns, add four more members, change their name and release a roots album. Released in April, So Long Stone is full of slide guitar, swinging melodies and just the right amount of honky-tonk. It leaves you feeling like you've just spent a week baking on a tattered couch on a brightly painted porch in the sweltering sizzle of New Orleans.

The seven-piece is fresh off an American tour, where they played shows and busked - with and without permission their way along the east coast, from New York to New Orleans. In all, they played a total of 14 shows in 17 days. And it paid off: they sold a ton of CDs. "The goal has always been to kind of break even on a tour, especially for something that you book yourself. But this is the first one that we actually came back with money that we could put into doing something else," he said. The band is playing a bunch of shows over the summer before recording a new album and heading back down south in the fall. Find their album at, or locally at Orange Money and Encore Records. Get a free Love Banshee mp3 at

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Genre: Toe-tapping Country. For now.


Tyler Stoddart - Vocals, Guitar Amy Williams - Banjo, Vocals, Tambourine Kyle Taylor - Drums, Vocals Dylan Bravener - Bass, Vocals Justin Cober - Lap Slide Dave Neigh - Fiddle, Tuba Daniel Lew - Trumpet




ACUITY Genre: Rock

Their new release, The Black Hour, has received the attention of Alan Cross. And it’s not the first time he’s taken notice. The Kitchener-Waterloo based band is currently playing select dates throughout Ontario. We spoke to the band’s vocalist, Rob McFee about the latest album. “The title track on the album talks about The Black Hour' creeping in. (We came up with the album name because ) we ended up talking about album creation process in terms of that. A little weird I guess,” -Rob McFee

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Discography: 2012 - The Black Hour - LP 2008 - At the Command of the Blanket Sky - LP 2006 - Come On Get Real - EP 2004 - The Middle Ground - LP

Rob McFee - Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars Paul McGough - Bass Greg Osborn - Guitars, Piano, Keyboards, Emeri Schweigert - Drums, Percussion

How long have you been playing together? 14 years. We all met in grade seven, but didn't form Vacuity until High School. Yeah, that's right: a long time. Always in this form? For a while some of us were in a group called 'Spastic Octopus' (we are talking grade 8 here, we are all in our late ‘20s & early ‘30s now). The Black Hour comes out on June 26. Is there any specific direction you were heading in with the making of it? Some of us were reading a lot of post-apocalyptic fiction: The Stand, Stephen King, The Road, Cormac McCarthy, Oryx & Crake, Margaret Atwood. Some weirder Philip K. Dick short stories, too. It is a dark record with optimistic undertones. The music is very textured; more keyboards and samples than ever before. When I listen to it I feel like we were reaching for something in between more current Radiohead albums and Timber Timbre. What's your favourite track on the album and why? My favorite track is either ‘Sinking Relics’ or ‘The Ghosts in the Pavement.’ The main reasons for both are the same. The music and the words create their own worlds. What were the challenges in the making of The Black Hour? We went through a lot making the record; went on some really long indie tours out west performing the material, and re-recording the entire thing at one point because we met some good people. You've had some attention from Alan Cross. Can you tell me about that? Yes! Alan Cross featured one of our 'Onward Downward' webisodes. He titled it 'The Ups and Downs of the Canadian Indie Band,’ an apt re-titling for sure. That episode was mostly content from our last down and dirty indie tour out west. He also recently did an 'I Like This' post about the single off our forthcoming album. A friend of ours sends Alan things from time to time, and he happened to appreciate what we are doing. We are big fans of his, too, so it is pretty cool for us. What's next for Vacuity? Our joke is 'Regional Domination' No, in all seriousness. We are making a conscious effort with this album to really make sure that as many people as possible have a chance to get into it.***

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Genre: Folk

On the surface, Richard Garvey seems like a dime a dozen folk singer that you could find in any town across Canada. However, when you delve deeper into Richard’s life, it becomes quite obvious that he is indeed a unique person and artist. By the time this interview is published, Garvey will already have completed a tour in support of his latest album titled To Grow, but his tour is still worth talking about because of the unique circumstances surrounding it. Garvey has decided to tour Ontario on his bicycle. It’s certainly an ambitious task, but it’s easy to see that he is an ambitious person, so this tour should come as no surprise to anybody. “I started writing music and songs in high school. My family was pretty poor so I was too shy to ask for music lessons. A neighbour lent me an old guitar that would barely hold a tune. And then, eventually, my good friend Ed gave me an old El Degas acoustic his father had kicking around. My playing took off then and progressed during university. I kept writing and learning more about music theory,” Garvey said via email. It’s quite clear that he has progressed quite well from that teenager who just was too shy to ask for music lessons into a fine folk artist who is intent on delivering a specific message to the world. “During university I volunteered doing work with Indigenous youth in Grassy Narrows First Nations, near Kenora, ON. This is where my worldview shifted to begin seeing injustice of the world and the role of grassroots organizing, sharing art, and building communities that will begin to work for social change and move our minds and life patterns towards decolonization. I started writing songs expressing these desires. I recorded my first album, To Become, in my housemate’s room while he was at class. It was a frustrating experience because I had no idea what I was doing in terms of production. I just had a dream for a story telling album that was a piece of art about pursuing community, well-being and justice. A lot of people listened through the lack of production value and shared in the art with me, which was very encouraging,” he said.

To Grow continues along the same themes of community that were prevalent on To Become. It was recorded live-off-the-floor from a house concert and was mixed and mastered by a friend of Garvey’s. So if you want a good indication of what he might sound like live, To Grow should give you a pretty good guess. Although a bike tour seems a bit crazy, this isn’t the first time that Garvey has done a tour this way. You can read about his 2010 jouney around Ontario at “In 2010, Polly Edwards and I decided to record A Bicycle Built For You and do a tour with it. We didn't really know what we we're doing. Neither of us are expert cyclists, and had never done a tour like it before. We just decided to cycle up Lake Huron to Tobermory and back down on Georgian bay. We knew Bruce Peninsula and Grey County we're beautiful so we decided to see it in a different way.” This time around, Garvey’s bicycle, purchased from Recycle Cycles in Kitchener, will be pulling a trailer loaded with everything from his guitar to merchandise to a tent to sleep in.

Just a casual look at what Garvey is doing with his his bicycle tour makes it seem like a gimmick at best. I really can’t stress how wrong that opinion is. I can’t help but get the overwhelming sense that he isn’t doing this tour for the attention, he is doing because it’s something that he genuinely loves to do. “Really it’s just about loving biking and being outside and sharing music with people who are easy going. I think at this point in sharing my music it's about thinking small and loving big, making real connections,.” He also offered up some great insight on the importance of building connections that are close to home for artists. “There are so many people who live in South Western Ontario. A lot of musicians who are just starting out go on tours across Canada and I think that is great. But I also think its not the best way to spend your time. I think if musicians/artists spent more time developing relationships with local venues that they can visit multiple times a year, they will begin making more useful connections than meeting folks in Halifax/Vancouver where you might be able to ADVERTISEMENT

travel to once a year or every other year. I think once you get more established in your home base it makes sense to travel more outwards. But there's also a lot of folks who think touring is fun. Which it is, but it’s not like sight-seeing fun; it's more like hard work, tiring and an expensive investment. So I just encourage people who are creating art to revision what sharing your art looks like and maybe try something smaller scale, less-expensive and more personal than driving across the country in two weeks. For me, the goal of touring is to meet new people, and get them interested and invested in my music. For me, biking works. I'm not trying to make a point or raise awareness about my favourite non-profit or money for cancer. Which are all good things. I'm just hoping to share my art,” Garvey said. Garvey hopes to expand on his audience by possibly touring Canada and Europe on his bicycle in 2013.

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Jesse Maranger

New Release


Genre: Folk

Jesse Maranger is a singer/songwriter from Kitchener-Waterloo. He’s just released his second EP, but this time, he’s only releasing it digitally. He told us why. Discography: Arrived EP - 2010 - available in KW at Seven Shores and Encore Records When the Mountains are Trees EP - 2012 - available online at How did you get started in music? Being the child of two musicians who met while travelling and playing shows in the States, music was naturally a part of my life from a very young age. I started writing songs as soon as I'd learned a few chords on guitar, and in my teen years I travelled the country singing tenor in a youth choir. I never really set out to be a musician. For me, it has always been less about trying to write songs and more about letting the songs come out; letting them escape. What are you looking to accomplish with the release of When the Mountains Are Trees EP? Any specific direction you were heading in? I was hoping to get into the studio to record a full-length this year, but financially was not able to make it happen. I decided to release another EP in the meantime in order to continually put out new music. I've always been captivated by the sound of homerecorded albums, by the raw honesty they have. I was definitely trying to go this direction with When the Mountains are Trees, keeping it simple and attempting to capture the basics of the song. The best part about recording yourself is getting to do things the way that you want. I hear how I want the song to sound; I know how I want it to feel, and I have the freedom go after that.

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Why did you decide not to release physical copies of your EP? In 2010 I recorded my first EP with Jordan Valeriote at Sundown Studios in Guelph and got a whole bunch of CDs pressed. When I started thinking about recording a new album, I realized I didn't have the funds to do it in the studio this time around. Over the course of 2011 I had been working on some home demos that sounded pretty decent, so I decided to release an online-only EP with plans for a full-length studio album in the near future. Where do you find your inspiration? I'm most often inspired by stories, by things that happen in my life, or in the lives of my friends. Life is this beautiful, awful thing that I'm constantly trying to capture a little of with my music. I tend to write a lot about my childhood. There's this honesty, this curiosity that you have when you're a kid that I wish I still had. Musically, what's next? I never really know what's next, but I do know that I'm not there yet. I'm in this constant state of searching for that song, for that sound. My music (like all music) is evolving. I just hope that it evolves into something that people can really connect to. Maybe one day I'll get there, or maybe I'll still be searching for it when I'm sixty.

Get a free Jesse Maranger mp3 at UPCOMING SHOW - JULY 23, UPTOWN WATERLOO PUBLIC SQUARE- 7pm

Sam Ellis Sam Ellis may not be a household name, and he likely never will be. But who he writes for just might. Originally from Cambridge, Ont., Ellis is a songwriter, musician and producer, recently signed with Universal Music. He now lives in Nashville, TN, writing for up and coming country stars. It's the typical story: he grew up in a musicallysupportive home and always knew that he wanted to somehow be involved in music. A dream for many, but Ellis received his initial break at the age of 10, thanks to his dad, who worked in tele-

vision. Ellis wrote a song and his dad put it in YTV's Surf Shack. "‌I guess maybe there's a strong potential that that sort of planted a seed for all this other stuff for song writing especially. As I grew older, it definitely was something that I wanted to make a career out of," said Ellis. He eventually drove to Nashville just to get a feel for the city. And the city felt like home; he soon started making numerous trips, trying to break into the industry by shaking hands and staying fresh in people's minds. He admitted the momen-

tum wasn't always easy to maintain, but it paid off in the end. "Nashville is one of the big cities in North America, I think, where songwriting as a day-today job is still very, very popular," he said. He moved to Nashville permanently last summer. The 24-year-old has written songs with up-andcoming country star, Hunter Hayes. He's also part of Hayes' touring band, who has previously toured with Taylor Swift and Rascal Flatts. In the fall, they'll be heading across Canada and The United States with Carrie Underwood.

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Hayley Schmalz

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Hayley Schmalz is an artist from Waterloo, currently residing in Toronto. Contour line drawing is the style used in all of her pieces, giving her art an interesting perspective on the human form. Each character she creates is vastly different from those that preceed it. Lately she has been dabbling with pastel shades using aquarel pencils, watercolour marker and pencil crayons in her newest pieces. Hayley's fascination with anatomy, psychology and the study of people is displayed throughout her pieces. She incorporates characteristics of the naked human body and it's variation in shape to represent a certain exposure in her characters. Through her art work, Hayley aims to represent the uniqueness of the human mind and form.



Woolly Allen Hayley Schmalz



Please Tell Me What You Like Hayley Schmalz


You’re The Only One Hayley Schmalz

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The Coaster with the Most-er Rings are for fingers, not tables

You’ll need: - steel ruler, Exacto knife, pencil, wide brush and scissors - glue stick, double sided tape, and a sealer like Mod Podge or verathane - a sheet of cork (you can find a small pack at your local dollar store) - interesting paper like old maps, encyclopedia pages, or vintage textbook pages



Cut your cork sheet into roughly 4" x 4" squares. Pick out some real neato looking pages or paper and cut one sheet into oneinch strips and the other the same, but leaving half an inch or so at the top for easier weaving. I went with some pages from a 1960s science textbook and pages from an encyclopedia since the font was smaller and slightly different. To be all matchy-matchy, you'll want to pick pages that are similar, but different enough to really have that woven look show.

Remember in grade one when you had to weave paper to make a box your mom could use for...nothing much, really? This is the same idea...but flat. Take your loose paper strips and weave your paper over-under. Before weaving in your next strip, add a touch of glue on any bit you can to keep your strips flat and together. When you're done, on the back side trace your cork squares near where you want certain text or pictures to appear on your coaster.

With your Exacto knife, don't be exact and cut roughly about half an inch away from our traced coaster edge and cut the corner squares out for easy folding. This will give you a decent amount of extra paper to fold over the sides of the cork squares for super awesome coasters and better grip for the paper. Glue the heck out of one side of the cork square and place it glue side down into the traced square on your paper and press with the side of your palm to make sure that paper really gets stuck on there. I even went as far as using a bit of double-sided tape along with the glue to be safe. .



This is kind of a messy part... or sticky, I should say. Cut a strip of double-sided tape and press it against the side of the coaster. I added glue before placing it, again to make sure it's really stuck on there. Glue the woven paper hanging over and fold it over the edge covering the side of the cork. Hold it in place here and rub it on for a good minute or two. Do this all the way around and voila, your coaster is done!

Joking, you're nearly done. Because of your cold drinking days in the summer, the condensation of your drink may drip down onto the paper and it could muck up the nicely woven paper or even blur the ink of the paper's science. What you want to do is seal the surface of the paper with either the always awesome modpodge or a water-based verathane. You could even go with a spray lacquer, but if the chemicals muck up your paper, don't blame me. With the wide soft haired brush (clean from ash), apply a light coat of Mod Podge or white glue onto your clean jars where your burn out labels will go. Take your label and lightly place it onto the jar. With clean fingers, tap the label to have it stick to the jar. If you placed it a little off, you can lightly peel up the label and readjust it. Vellum paper is kind of delicate but when it has a bit of moisture to it; it can tear easily if you're not careful. Once your label is placed where you want it, snip off any access label where the ends meet and apply one or two coats of mod podge/white glue over the entire thing. If you find a few wrinkly bits, use the brush and a bit more glue to smooth these out as best you can.

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Francie V is a recent graduate of the Crafts and Design Textile program at Sheridan College and her addiction to making, upcycling and most of all crocheting and natural dying intensified and has only pushed her into a mad love with fine arts and crafts. Having been raised on weekly crafting sessions and the muppet show, Francie has always been creating throughout her life whether it be with words, paper, mixed media and later on with a whole lot of yarn and her pink sewing machine named the Ed Gein Machine. Launching her Sister Valentine etsy shop in the Winter of 2008, you can buy her arts and handmade accessories online or follow her artwork and craftlife through her blog at

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Profile for fuss Magazine

Fuss Magazine, July 2012  

Music: Brendan J. Stephens, Love Banshee, Richard Garvey, Jesse Maranger, Sam Ellis Fiction: Writing challenge entries Visuals: Hayley Schma...

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Music: Brendan J. Stephens, Love Banshee, Richard Garvey, Jesse Maranger, Sam Ellis Fiction: Writing challenge entries Visuals: Hayley Schma...


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