TMA has suspended operations indefinitely.


A few short words to explain...


Ten years ago I had this crazy idea of making my own Star Wars - style costume that looked like Boba Fett. When people saw what I could do and asked if I could make stuff for them, I decided to give it a shot, and in 2015, I turned it into a self sustaining business out of my home. But all that changed in late 2019 when I started developing (undiagnosed) arthritis in both thumbs. It also didn't help that the market shifted and no one was buying anymore. Kind if hard to fulfill orders without income and all my profits went to keeping a roof over my head...

So I made the decision to stop doing this full time and go back into the workforce. I love my job. I work as a maintenance man at my church, and even though the pay isn't enough to make me rich and I'm on Medicaid (share if cost which is a joke...almost like not having any coverage at all... but I digress) for medical "insurance," I have enough to survive and I still have more joy at the end of the day than I've had in several years of making costumes for other people.

I had planned on coming back full force in March 2020, which was looking like being pushed to April because of health and finances. But after working as hard as I could to scrimp and save to finally close out all remaining 2019 customers and take this back to nothing more than a hobby. I have a few negative things that hit me at once... I had a customer that ignored all the posts, emails, and notifications about shipping happening by the end of Februady 2020 and decided to try and make my life a living hell. Then, 4 months after I've stopped selling, some jackinapes posted on his costuming page a "warning" not to buy from me, thus exposing his continuing unfettered hatred and toxic attitude towards me. And to top it all off, I get someone on my Facebook page saying "there's a whole thread on the 501st boards comparing your work to others and showing how crappy it is." NEWS FLASH!!! I don't make my stuff for the 501st! I make it for generic Mandos who want to get costume at a fraction of what the "official" 501st builders charge. If I did make specifically for them, then I'd be charging a hell of a lot more...

I know not all my customers are/were like this, but it got me to thinking, is this all still worth it? Do I want to keep putting myself through all this stress, and for what? What am I getting out of it? What joy do I have, if any, anymore? I felt my joy waining fast, and I wanted it back. As one friend on Facebook said, "Unfortunately, within our nerd culture, a level of toxicity and intolerance has become the norm." And still another, "It doesn’t help that you’re getting negativity from (members of other Mando groups). Because I guarantee you it’s their influence that caused buyers to be jerks with you. They bash everyone that’s not a little buddy of theirs. Mostly any helmet maker that’s not (REDACTED) or (REDACTED). Even (REDACTED) bashes on people in their nasty little...group.) Names redacted so as to not cause any more friction...but it should be obvious to my true friends who these people are...

Not only that, but I have been trying to get certain projects out of the shop for over 2-3 years for some, such as the Ursa Wren helmet. I finally get the master mold hand-crafted, and people start rolling out 3D prints. I tried my hand at 3D design and actually had sweet success with the Khaos helmet. This has been a pet project for over a year, and the design was approved for MMCC use, but because of my setbacks, I still haven't even made one for my son, and he's the reason I designed it in the first place! No, I'm not going to be selling the .stl files, so please don't ask.

And then the night before Valentines Day 2020, I see a couple of posts from friends about people they know in the costume/prop community dropping dead from various ailments...stroke, heart attack, whathaveyou...and it scared me. Do I really want to leave my 6 year old daughter without a father all over stressing about inconsiderate pricks?

I want to be around to see my daughter's kids grow up, and that's at least another 30-40 years. So here I am, a middle-aged fat guy stressing out because some jackwagon either can't read or doesn't give a crap about my condition...and I'm asking myself if this is the last straw? Do I care enough to do anything more for self-absorbed entitled obstinate pretentious millennial nerds who only care about themselves?

Hell no.

So now, as much as it pains me, it's come to the point where I have to suspend operations indefinitely, and this website is nothing more than a repository of my personal projects.

And honestly...I'm not sad about that...

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