I needed some sleep. The whole museum thing was just a little more than I should have done yesterday, and when we were all done it was pretty bad. I try not to ask for help in public, but we had breakfast at the museum cafe when we were done at the museum, and I needed Mike's help to get up.
Then the car didn't start. We knew the starter might go out, and sure enough it did. So Dad drove me to his house, and the kids walked from the museum back to dad's house.
It was worth it though.
See, Dad loves stuff like this, when we manage to drag him to it. The museum, the zoo, he's like a 12 yo you can't really discipline for saying totally the wrong things, but he does love it. This exhibit was one he actually indicated an interest in. Gold does the weird things in his brain it does in a lot of people's minds. Historically, it's wild that people get so entranced with the shiny. But tickets to the exhibit were expensive. It would have cost nearly 100 dollars for my family to go, and as much as he wanted to go, he wasn't willing to spring for tickets and didn't want us to spring for them. Well, Mike was offered tickets, and when he was, he asked for 5 since he knew Dad wanted to see it.
Dad loved it. There was a gambler's watch fob on display that was made with nuggets as big as my thumb, so very ostentatious and coins, bricks, ancient jewelry, and lots and lots of information. The kids were less entranced, but loved the interactive things.
Well, Mike and Dad called our mechanic, and after towing the car back to dad's house, it was repaired pretty handily. Mike tipped our mechanic a bit for the weekend housecall. Hey, now we don't have to worry about the starter, so Mike and I made tentative plans for next weekend assuming good weather.
As kids of a Crafty Mother, the teens were most interested in the embossed foil primitive ornaments for burial and jewelry, and with the room leafed in 3 oz. of gold leaf. *checks archives* Back in August 2006, I came up with a foil pendant pattern that was fairly easy to assemble with an inclusive bail for the kids to learn foil embossing with. So now back to the craft store for more foil, and I'll finalize the pattern design in a form I can post online and make more. For a leafing craft, we are going to decorate composition books. Cover the cover with black paint or black paper, then create a design over that in hot glue, and apply leafing to that, plus leafing some beads using inexpensive leaf. After the learn how to do leafing, they will both think of a project they want to use real gold leaf on, and design it, do a practice version with the cheap stuff, then get real gold leaf to do the real thing with.
Oh! I need to get a picture, Mike got me a gorgeous Bate Graphite Sculpture. It's a small piece shaped like bamboo. The pictures don't do these justice. It's a shiny dark gray that's cool and lovely to touch. I saw them, and just couldn't keep my hands off them. So satisfying on some many levels, the feel, the look of them, art writing implements. The frustrated artist in me and the writer in me just sung with the pretty of them. What would I write, draw, with such a thing? Just so beautiful. *spoiled*
Then the car didn't start. We knew the starter might go out, and sure enough it did. So Dad drove me to his house, and the kids walked from the museum back to dad's house.
It was worth it though.
See, Dad loves stuff like this, when we manage to drag him to it. The museum, the zoo, he's like a 12 yo you can't really discipline for saying totally the wrong things, but he does love it. This exhibit was one he actually indicated an interest in. Gold does the weird things in his brain it does in a lot of people's minds. Historically, it's wild that people get so entranced with the shiny. But tickets to the exhibit were expensive. It would have cost nearly 100 dollars for my family to go, and as much as he wanted to go, he wasn't willing to spring for tickets and didn't want us to spring for them. Well, Mike was offered tickets, and when he was, he asked for 5 since he knew Dad wanted to see it.
Dad loved it. There was a gambler's watch fob on display that was made with nuggets as big as my thumb, so very ostentatious and coins, bricks, ancient jewelry, and lots and lots of information. The kids were less entranced, but loved the interactive things.
Well, Mike and Dad called our mechanic, and after towing the car back to dad's house, it was repaired pretty handily. Mike tipped our mechanic a bit for the weekend housecall. Hey, now we don't have to worry about the starter, so Mike and I made tentative plans for next weekend assuming good weather.
As kids of a Crafty Mother, the teens were most interested in the embossed foil primitive ornaments for burial and jewelry, and with the room leafed in 3 oz. of gold leaf. *checks archives* Back in August 2006, I came up with a foil pendant pattern that was fairly easy to assemble with an inclusive bail for the kids to learn foil embossing with. So now back to the craft store for more foil, and I'll finalize the pattern design in a form I can post online and make more. For a leafing craft, we are going to decorate composition books. Cover the cover with black paint or black paper, then create a design over that in hot glue, and apply leafing to that, plus leafing some beads using inexpensive leaf. After the learn how to do leafing, they will both think of a project they want to use real gold leaf on, and design it, do a practice version with the cheap stuff, then get real gold leaf to do the real thing with.
Oh! I need to get a picture, Mike got me a gorgeous Bate Graphite Sculpture. It's a small piece shaped like bamboo. The pictures don't do these justice. It's a shiny dark gray that's cool and lovely to touch. I saw them, and just couldn't keep my hands off them. So satisfying on some many levels, the feel, the look of them, art writing implements. The frustrated artist in me and the writer in me just sung with the pretty of them. What would I write, draw, with such a thing? Just so beautiful. *spoiled*
Feeling:
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