The first planned, faboo, lighting fixture for the dining room proved a bust. It was supposed to be a sort of Sputnik chandelier, made with cross shaped cross-section coffee stirrers. I couldn't get that one off the ground. But I promised something faboo, and faboo it will be. So, still proud of my milk container wall art success, I was considering a similar project for my dollhouse. Instead of cutting them with a hot cutter, I could simply hole punch out the disks. That part would be easier. But then...
Round disks, chandelier...Does anyone see where this could be going? If you guessed a capiz shell pendant lamp, well, you're a strange person. No one else could dream that up but me and you, weirdo. It won't have that wonderful clinking sound that real capiz creates, but I'm confident it will look fabulouser than my half-baked Spunik plan. I am able to pierce each "shell" with a pin, so that I can string them together, but I'm hoping to be able to simply glue them to a string. This project is tedious enough without having to string together hundreds of circles together. But super glue is only succeeding in affixing my fingers together. So I may be doing quite a bit of stringing in the next couple of daysweeks months.
I have crooked teeth from my parents and a wacky arm from a stroke. My daughter describes me as funny and smart, while she describes the other Linda from Mommy and Me as pretty and nice. So, I'm not pretty nor nice. I love the French people, French language (I'm fluent), French food, culture, architecture... In short, all of France! I'll read anything in front of me. I know more about middle school math than, well, anyone, INCLUDING my middle school math teacher husband (let's see if he reads this). I'm not happy if I'm not painting something.