Friday, December 30, 2011

A borrowed farewell message to 2011...

I found this on the blog "Being Ruby" and just had to quote it here:

"Dear 2011

You have pushed me to my limit Sir .. Once again I find myself putting pen to paper to question your motives and point out that your behaviour can no longer be tolerated. I am saying goodbye to you dear sir!! There is no more room in my life for your fickle antics and unconscionable tactics.

I AM DONE

I know I spoke similar harsh words to your cousin 2009... You are cut from the same cloth... 'Brothers from another Mother'... You give with one hand and take with the other.. Ok.. I will give credit where it is due.. You did bestow some wonderful gifts... There's no overlooking a trip to Europe nor gifts of a more personal nature which will remain unspoken in such a public forum.. But really you also created much havoc to all and sundry and I think it's time to move on..

Don't try and stop me with flattering words or false promises that quite frankly I doubt you can deliver in less than 12 hours.. Any such attempts to sway my decision will demand the forthcoming response..

... As a wise woman once said ...

'I Four Fourths Don't Care!!"


Not sure who Lorelai is but you can't knock the sentiment. I would substitute "a trip to Europe" for "finding my lovely flat" but yes, I have certainly felt that 2011 was responsible for giving with one hand whilst slapping me round the head with a rancid kipper with the other. Bet many of you feel the same way... it was better than 2010 though!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

PS....

Tee hee, forgot to add -

Dear Blog readers, you all know the narcoleptic snail's pace pace at which I work, and know there is no way I could have seen the Greyfreth cross bottles from the Christmas giveaway and then rushed out a handful of my own dolls. So you can imagine my surprise when I saw that giveaway (typically, I didn't win one despite spending the entire run up to Christmas with my fingers crossed, poo!) and Greyfreths work. I think they call it synchronicity, and it gave me a huge boost to think that others find a new life as art objects for old bottles too.

First "Bottle Doll" preview


Over the upcoming week, I thought I'd give you a sneak preview of new dolls that will get listed in the shop when it reopens. They may not appear in the first week as I need to make presentation boxes for them.

They are all built up on top of vintage glass bottles that have been dug up in the last year or so. As a child, my Mother's garden was always a rich source of these finds along with lots of willow pattern pottery, old clay smoking pipes and other treasures. At least, they seemed like treasures to me and I loved the aged patina and crazy crackle in the glaze, they way being buried in the earth had changed the items, just adding to their beauty in my eyes.

The bottles are late Victorian/Edwardian to Pre-War and just seem to add another dimension to the dolls. I wanted the doll part to also look like pottery that has been in the ground for many decades. I will take better pictures of this doll, on a patterned moulded green glass bottle, the first to be finished (and simply called Bottle Doll no.) 1 soon.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Stunning Christmas Giveaway!!!



I'm a sucker for Mercury Glass and have to say that the real thing, aged and with a lustrous patina, is so much richer looking than all of the repro versions available today - so I just had to spread the word about this truly beautiful Christmas giveaway of one of Greyfreth's stunning antique Mercury Glass "Star Cross" bottles. The bottle will be made for the winner after the draw on December the 23rd and rules of how to enter are on ArtbyKaren's blog (well worth a look anyway) as she is hosting the giveaway. What are you waiting for? ;o)

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Kitty Love


Tee hee :o) Stolen from here.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

The lovely Itkupilli has some fab new blog backgrounds...



but I am scared of trying them because last time I tried to revert to Minima (which you need to put in the code for your own bespoke backgrounds) I lost all my widgets and my 3 column layout. It was such a huge a*se to put it all back and I'm still pretty miffed that Blogger chose to become so regimented and dictatorial in the name of progress.

Does anyone know if there is any way round the problem of wanting to retain your layout and widgets while customizing your blog appearance?

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

A Christ-mouse tale



Chatting to a friend the other day I was reminded of another Christmas many years ago when I was a feckless youth living in London. I was staying the night on a friend's sofa in Clapham. They had a lovely 3 story old Georgian flat over a shop in the middle of this ancient street and I adored the place. They were worried they had mice though. It was Christmas time and the tree was in the corner of the room with lots of wrapped presents underneath. I had left the lights on the tree switched on and was just dozing in the relative dark when something caught my eye - a tiny twinkly mouse was scuttling away from the tree along the skirting board, it was shortly followed by another and then I heard a slight rustle of paper and realised that yet another glitter covered mouse was exiting the corner of one of the wrapped presents. I sat up and they all shot off into the darkness under the sideboard!!!

The same scene was played over and over for the next hour or so, they would come out from under the sideboard single file and tip toe over to the presents and then nibble the paper and get inside. If I moved or made a noise they would all play statues! If I sat up and made to go over there, they would shoot back under the sideboard. In the end I picked up all the presents and took them into the kitchen and put them up out of the way, stupidly thinking that would stop them.

My friends got some humane traps the next day and took them all to some waste ground in another street but they must have been homing mice because a few days later they had more mouse activity. I asked them what made them think they were the same mice and they laughed and said they were all still covered in glitter!

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Miss Lizzie



Here is my doll for the ADO Quarterly Goth Challenge. She is also a present for a friend in the States who sent me a big box full of craft supplies and tools I couldn't get hold of here in the UK and let me adopt one of her Sybarites at a ridiculously low cost, so I guess she is a Thank You doll! :o)

Highway woman? Pirate? Cut throat or ne'er do well? Miss Lizzie isn't saying, her lips are sealed.



Monday, December 5, 2011

seizure inducing Christmas Tree




Decided to get all seasonal and put up my Christmas Tree yesterday (so it's a bit early, who cares?). I have always gone for real trees but after my back problems, I decided to do the sensible thing and get a fake tree. I LOVE it :o)

I bought a cheap set of lights and put them on to check coverage before adding any baubles. I didn't realise they were twinkling lights but was pleasantly surprised at the slow fades and so went out of the room for a few minutes to make a cup of tea. I was blissfully unaware that (A) the lights were running through all their settings while I was gone and (B) that I have a light-activated cat!

Matilda was flumped sleepily in her radiator hammock while I put up the tree but when I went to make the tea, the rapidly flashing lights caught her interest. I returned to see her little black fluffy trousers sticking out of the bottom of the tree and an exploratory paw reaching up for the nearest strand of flickering lights. I shooed her away but she was completely manic, as the lights slowed down so would she and as they got faster she would go berserk, galloping round the room and jumping in and out of boxes, smashing a few baubles as she went. After a few minutes I figured out how to stop the lights flashing and so she hopped back into her hammock and went back to sleep.

Oddly she hasn't shown much interest in the decorations since then but I found her skittering across the wooden floor this morning with a pink cocktail parasol I never knew I had. Never a dull moment.