In our kitchen there is a part that is tiled and one that is … not.
The edge between these two variants stretches across half the room and I think it’s the perfert location for a parade.
First one to walk past is he or she (I’m not sure)
I don’t know how your crative process works, but when I set out to make something most of the time I only have a vague idea about what it’s going to be, but not more.
Same one this time. I thought about parades, an lets NOT do something female this time, no long fluttering skirts, no big hair … ok, trousers then, trousers it is, and a frock-coat – I’m a sucker for frock-coats – and there he was, walking past, saying „remember pirate? – those were the days, eh!?!“
Lets do something pirate …
So, here’s to awsome, and to let’s do it again sometime!
Sometimes your just can’t resist.
I have a friend who is deeply into Origami.
He made me this tesselation – just for fun.
I’m not a very accurate person, Origami was always some sort of my Nemesis for that.
But twoday I sat down used up all my wrapping paper and folded some birds.
I started with this dove.
I made a rooster too, and a canary, but with the last scrap of paper I made this flying bird, which is more or less the thing I was aming at.
Memo to self: buy Origami paper (the hardest part was to cut a square that really is a square)
As I said,
sometimes easy is not enough.
Sometimes you have to go for the stuff that’s a tiny bit more difficult.
Sometimes you just can’t resist.
There’s a whole world of folding out there. I’m scratching just the surface.
Yesterday I cooked the apple bark with water and alum for about an hour. (Making a high concentrated Alum-Solution is not that simple, I have to find another way for doing this.)
And now I have about 200 ml of something that looks a bit like this colours you use to dye your eastereggs with. It has a layer of crystals at the bottom which I’m hoping to dissolve by careful heating.
Next thing I have to do is to precipitate the Yellow and thereby not to muck up the Kitchen.
I spent the Weekend at my parents to check up with my hibernating plants (a lot of which seem to have died), meet up with a bunch of friends (all alive and healthy) and pick up a bag of apple-tree-bark from an apple-tree-branch my father saw of a couple of weeks ago.
The book says there is a yellow colour hidden in somewere therein.
And I intend to go looking for it!
The next step is to cook the bark with an alum-solution.
Wish me luck.