I’m very into bright colours these days: the sort of colours India and Morocco seem to be full of – pink and orange and turquoise and gold. Maybe it’s a rebellion against the fact that I was a Goth for two distinct chunks of my life, wearing predominantly black, purple and red all the time. Not that I have anything against black, purple and red, but man, am I branching out now!
I think it’s my colour obsession that’s got a lot to do with the advent of my latest creative outlet – glass painting. See, I discovered this really old set of glass paints I still had, and wow, they included some gorgeous dragonfly wing, gemstone colours, so I simply had to do something with them. So I made this, which I’m pretty pleased with. (It’s a pencil pot.)
*nope - LJ has gone floopy and refuses to upload the photo. Oh well*
Then I branched out and made this tea-light, which I love.
See how pretty when there’s a candle in it ...
Then I made this one, using a ready-made stencil, which is pretty, but not as bright as I wanted it to be.
Now I have all these cool ideas buzzing around in my head, and I’ve been to the haberdasher’s in the local indoor market and spent a wonderful hour hunting through all of their ribbons and strings of sequins, picking out ones to tie around the neck of jars to make them look, well, less jar-like. Not to mention trawling local craft shops and picking up a selection of new glass paints in amazing colours. Did you know you can get pearlescent outline pens? Oh my God, I absolutely have to think of something to do with those!
I’ve been bothering work colleagues with requests for their old glass jars, and my manager, Christie, has come through especially well with this top selection of interestingly-shaped jars.
I’m not sure what I’ll do with them yet, but I expect they’ll get around to telling me what they want to be.
Being the fernickety perfectionist that I am, I want everything I make to be perfect immediately, and, dammit, glass is to tricky to draw designs onto, so I’ve had a failure or two, including one with dragonflies on that ended up a complete mess. (I’m not showing you a picture of that one!)
My husband is being very tolerant so far, but I’m braced for the day when he tells me we really, truly have enough brightly-painted tea-lights around the house now, thank you very much, and locks my paints away in a tall cupboard!