Conversation with the vet:
Babe, what do you call this?
Uh… a lamppost.
I know it’s a lamppost, but what do you call it now?
It’s still a lamppost.
But, what is it? It’s got to be called something else.
So, what do you call a lamppost that looks a little different than other lampposts?
Drum rolls or eye rolls, we agreed on “artsy” as the adjective.
It’s just a lamppost, but… he can call it an artsy lamppost if he so pleases.
Give me time, sweet man. That rusty ol’ pole won’t be the first clue of an artist in residence.
I did give it a fresh coat of paint and pounded a wooden spoon paddle into the ground beside the base to help wedge it up a bit straighter. It’s the stained glass inserts that make him think it needs a new name. They were fun to make but took awhile as I had sold my glass grinder and my hands kept cramping up with bones locked in a shadow play duck position.
Photos snapped along the way:
Had to revamp this plan… clear glass was too thick for my came.
New plan… going with the blues. This is a “use whatcha got” project.
Forget the Dremel… this glass file works GREAT!
Hand cramps: with a flashlight and sheet, we could call that a duck.
Putting it together… yeah, it’s been awhile.
And I couldn’t find my plastic dodahs for the horseshoe nails.
All done… surprised it glows oranges.
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I study photographs, wishing I had snapped more.
This is an inside snap of what looks to be a carport converted into a covered patio along the right side of the garage behind that house I’m in the process of buying, a.k.a. the “before”photo of what will become a screened-in porch next year. The realtor’s website had other views, but those images are copyrighted, not mine to share.
I met with a housing counselor yesterday and applied for a grant to help with closing costs. Just talking to her eased my mind… it is good to go over budgeting and personal finances with someone who knows what they’re doing instead of just trying to wing it on your own. We also covered a lot of information in their pre-purchase educational class and she sent me home with a binder stuffed full of papers and pamphlets to review. I learned a lot so I’m glad I went.
Barring any obstacles (still must pass inspections), the house will close in August and I can move in before Labor Day.
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I can’t leave the flowers alone.
Okay, the only thing I did “at home” was replace the couple wraps of thin wire holding the posies stems together with a tight wrap of heavier wire. Everything else (except soldering under the seed beads) was done last night while hanging out on the wide sidewalk in front of Metamorphosis Gallery in downtown Struthers.
I hope it is okay to go UP because this “floral arrangement” is going on a tile provided by Art Youngstown, Inc. for the public art project to be displayed at the YSU Summer Festival of the Arts in mid-July.
I picked up two tiles yesterday (the other one will be a flat mosaic using the copper elements shown last post), then raided my studio for supplies with ideas churning while watching the clock so I could hop the next bus out of here to Metamorphosis.
I am a member now, with full access to the shared studio space 24/7. The light there is oh, so much better than this “cave” called home. Sometimes, we drag tables, easels, whatever outside the storefront and work on the sidewalk. It is a busy street corner, a main intersection near three popular dining establishments, so it is like making art in public. People stop by to talk, check out the art, wave when they drive by… it’s all cool.
Found objects, re-purposed objects, recycled… (forget the exact wording) is “strongly encouraged” so my flowers are made out of old bulb end copper plumbing tube things with floral petal looking lamp parts, copper wire in various guages, leftover beads and Swarvoski crystals.
I told a friend that I would finish it at Metamorphosis as she wants to see how I do it, so I’m going to pack it up with whatever tools & supplies might be needed for what comes next, then finish it there.