The love of objects- a creative diary
Everything we bring into our lives has to be taken care of. Everything we own is part of our stewardship. When I was a child my mother re-purposed everything. She was great at taking things and making them better. Everything we have is the sum of parts. Everything is fair game for becoming a new project. Sometimes i see something and I think; "You know what I could do with that?". Sometimes I do amazing things and some times I have to rethink my ideas. This Hub is dedicated to those moments...
7/26/2011 The Carousel Bear
The carousel bear was pale pink and blue, standing over two feet tall made of paper-mache, a PVC pipe and a stand he was looking pathetic. He has a silver pole and silver bells. He looked washed out. Yet I could see he could be something that would attract small children and make people smile. The potential to shine was there. So I brought the Bear home and stripped off all his funky glitter, brick brack, and pulled his pole apart to stabilize it.
I chose colors that reminded me of the beautiful animals on the old time carousels. Colors that would be bright and fun... he got a complete overhaul between my pain brush and adding some new accents to him. Now he is just waiting for some young kid to come along and love him...
MY FATHERS TOOL BOX
When I was a little girl my fathers steel tool box was off limits. It had gadgets, screws, nails and tools inside. I just knew that tool box was the most amazing thing ever. A few years ago my father's house caught fire. Thankfully nothing in his shed burned and none of our family photos were destroyed. At that point my brother took my father in and bought him a place to live. My brother is not one for sentimental gestures. He called me at work and told me that he left a pile of my dads things in my yard. Among those things was my fathers tool box.
By this time the tool box had seen over thirty years of wear. It looked like it had been through war. One day I dug everything out of it and took it to the back porch where I spray painted it red. The original color was brown so it came out a burgundy color. Once it was dry I decorated the tool box with all kinds of designs including paisleys and butterflies. The end result was fun and imaginative. I still have not told my father what I did. Now the tool box is mine.. so nobody is allowed to touch it!
REAL CORK BOARD
At this point I should explain that I collect a lot of odds and ends. The frame I used on the cork board project has probably moved with me five times. The other day I was making my thrift store rounds and I found a bag of corks for $1.99. Sometimes my wacky ideas manifest the second I see something, and other times it takes a while. when I saw the corks I knew they would become a cork board. Here are teh steps to creating a cork board:
1. Make sure the back to the frame is sturdy.
2. Set the corks into the frame in a pattern in which they will take up the entire space (this can take some time, you will notice that I had to make the corks go in two directions to fill the space)
3. Row by row glue gun the corks into place.
4. recover the back of the frame (optional)
When you are done you will have a cure and corky memo board! (couldn't help the pun sorry)