Well I have been collecting sea glass along the shores of Cape Breton. I handed some off to Bob MacDougall last week to paint and here are our results.
They will be at the ships on Tuesday.
I will use this blog to journey my experiences through working in glass, living in Cape Breton and just taking in the great beauty and letting myself express that in my art.
Well I have been collecting sea glass along the shores of Cape Breton. I handed some off to Bob MacDougall last week to paint and here are our results.
They will be at the ships on Tuesday.
I decided to fuse a piece of glass that I really liked and turn it into a lamp shade. Needless to say it was the only piece I had.
Really is nice, this is the back and I just have it sitting in a stand to hold it.
This is the front. Don’t ya just love those bubbles in the center,especially the large one.
Also made several other pieces. Another piece of Our Town Series
A few small bubbles in this but that is common in fusing. Done on clear with transparent pieces of glass for the houses.
And 2 pieces that will probably become clocks.
Not all the weekend was bad however, spent several days in River Bennett with Shari,lots of relaxing time and great friends.
Also went to Cheticamp and stopped along the way for some pictures.
It was a warm sunny day so a few minutes along the ocean was justified. This is the shore at Belle Cote. Can’t imagine the wind here in the winter. This poor house has to get the brunt of high winds.
Will try again tomorrow for more pieces and figure out what kind of offerings I need to appease the kiln gods.
Long before someone thought they invented rows of townhouses, we had row houses. They were cold and drafty and owned by the company. Back in the day you couldn’t own them you could only rent at the pleasure of the Company. Eventually the Company was gone but some of the row houses remain in Our Town.
Long before duplex we had company houses. They also were owned by the Company as the name suggests. Again the Company is gone but the “Company houses” remain in Our Town.
Now that these houses are owned privately, what amazes me the most is that they never seemed to get painted or sided the same colour. So even though they are attached they are usually bright and colourful. The other thing that amazed me as a kid was that there was always a fence going straight down the center. It never went anywhere and everyone walked over it. There was always a yard full of wildflowers, miners didn’t have time to mow grass. And always a bunch of flowers in a bottle or glass on the kitchen table that one of the kids picked.
And then in Our Town there was Grandma’s house.
It was always bright and cheerful. It bulged at the seems with family members filling every corner. There were lots of kids and grand kids to enjoy the flower beds, the wishing well, the benches scattered around and especially the swing on the big branch of the apple tree. It was a hugh tree and we were either climbing it or using the swing.
Life really is good in Our Town