Pronouns, Identities, Tags, Patches

I started making my steel identity tags sometime around May. Shortly after that, I started selling them at London's Queer Fayre, as well as a few kink events, and on Etsy. They've since become my most popular items, particularly the pronoun tags, which has been tremendously gratifying. it's really cool that something I made can become a core part of someone's identity.

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Towards the end of last year, I realised that while steel is great, it's not the only thing one can put words on. I bought myself an embroidery machine, and started playing with it. Enter: Patches.

Rather less understated, it's true, and quite as original, but I've been very pleased with the way they're coming out, and they're a lot more colourful than steel. They're a little less hands on than I normally like my products- it's a matter of programming the embroidery machine, loading up the fabric, and pressing the start button, which is not a particularly enjoyable process, but it is efficient, and I do love efficiency.

Head on over to the Etsy Shop if you'd like some. I can put everything I can put onto a tag onto a patch, plus I can do fancy colours!

 

 

Censorship

This one isn't about making stuff. It's about politics, which I usually stay well clear of.

I, and many of my friends, look at all kinds of weird porn. Weird, but made by and involving consenting adults. Many of you may not look at porn at all, weird or otherwise, and so think this doesn't affect you. I guarantee, however, that if they censor porn, it will not stop there. This is how governments remove freedoms- they begin with the fringe groups. First, they come for our porn. If you do nothing, they'll come for your liberty.

There's a petition.

Metalwork

About 18 months ago I was given an arc welder, an angle grinder, and a host of other old tools by my cousin, who was moving house. I was scared of the welder for a bit, but on my birthday last year, trying hard to avoid working, I took it outside, and plugged it in. It sort of exploded, and knocked out the power, but I took it apart, and rewired it, and then it worked fine.

I started teaching myself how to weld, and for a long time I thought I just wasn't very good at it. Then I bought some decent electrodes and started storing them properly, and my welding improved a great deal. On a fabrication job, my welder kept overheating, and I realised that I'd need a new one. At Harlequin Works, "new" invariably means "new to me but much older than I am", at least when it comes to tools. I bought a Pickhill Bantam, an old oil cooled welder, and that knocked out the power the first time I used it too.  This time I needed to build an inrush inhibitor, to prevent it drawing too much current when it was turned on, and now it, too, works fine, and much better than the old one.

Today, I took delivery of a lathe- it's a step that many metalworkers seem to take, from fabricator, to machinist. The lathe increases the capacity of my shop a great deal. Jobs that were fiddly or impossible before will be easy now, and if I need a part for something, I can almost certainly make it rather than buying it.

People who use tools laugh when I say this, but that's the last big tool, really. Perhaps one day I'll get a milling machine too, but from here, the shop is more or less complete, and any new tools will be upgrades.

HarlequinWorks, Formerly abeautifulpalegreen

Welcome to HarlequinWorks. Historically, I'm rubbish at keeping blogs updated.

I'm Harley. I make things for a living. I work with a number of different materials and techniques, on the basis that the more things I know how to do, the more things people can pay me to do.

There'll probably be posts on a variety of subjects here, including, but not limited to: making stuff, kink, travel, adventure, motorcycles, London, music, and gardening. If you'd like to read about the things I've done in the past, take a look at my old blog.

My partner, an illustrator, once asked why I make things. I couldn't really answer, and asked him why he drew things. He said "it hurts not to".