Earlier this same day: Spent an hour in Foosball Studio. Got a little bit of foiling done. My back started to hurt so I am now upstairs in my comfy chair having a cup of tea. It used to be called buttermint tea; I don’t know what they call it now — maybe vanilla mint?
I’ll likely go down for another session. My goal is to finish foiling half, and there’s only another six pieces to go.
So, Rook escorted me downstairs for my second session in The! Studio! — and was waiting for me, almost an hour later, when I came out again. He ran over and flopped on my feet, showing me his belly, which was awfully nice of him.
Upstairs — it is dark. I — am not really sure I can do the dark this year. Not that it matters, particularly; I don’t except anyone to install a Celestial Light Bulb for me, but…things are dark enough, surely?
Regarding the glass project: I have ten biggish pieces left to foil and two so tiny they might as well be slivers. If my errands don’t take me too long tomorrow, maybe I’ll have a go at finishing the foil, so I can get a Flash Lesson in soldering before glasswork is over.
Tuesday will largely be eaten up by the Guy From Fidium, who is, so I’m told, expecting to be here at 8 am and his visit will encompass at least two hours. Argh. And the last glass class is on Wednesday. That was a fast six weeks.
Having gone to all the trouble of setting up The! Studio! it would be a shame to declare this art is not for me. On the other hand, I’m not feeling that I have any real competence, or maybe I mean affinity. I love glass, but this experiment hasn’t ignited me (ahem) the way working with hot glass did. And, no, I am not doing hot glass in the house.
What I may do, since I have so many glass scraps left over, is to try something smaller and simpler — a geometric pattern, maybe — and see if I’ve actually learned anything.
The cats are insisting that it’s Happy Hour, which, of course, it is not. I think this is my cue to wander around the house, close curtains, turn off and on lights, and wash the pans.
Everybody have a good evening. Stay safe. I’ll check in tomorrow.
The state of the stained glass:
I have never tried stained glass. But, perhaps you shouldn’t base your like/not like factor on your very first project. The first time I tried to learn to knit ended in frustration and tears on my part and upset and silence on my grandmothers part. Many years later we would sit and knit together. I now find knitting creatively inspiring. (Even if i only knit mittens and shawls) Give yourself a chance to get over the “everything is new and hard” part and to the “I kinda enjoyed that” part. If after a second project with leftover glass and no set outcome you don’t like it then no harm no fowl. (deliberate spelling choice) you can flock off with a true understanding of the art. AND, if you like it you can settle in a roost for a while.