Failure to resist temptation
The time has come to dabble my toes in a parallel project. Just a small something. It’s been creeping up on me in the shape of various items that seem to be following me home after I’ve passed a charity or thrift shop. They wave at me excitedly from windows and shelves and the next thing I know I’ve got lodgers in the workspace, precariously balancing on top of books and cupboards.
This particular item comes from a different ‘stable’; it leaped out from an eBay page to take up residence on the top of some bookshelves, and as it could seriously bray someone on the noddle if it slipped from its new perch, it seemed time to take notice. It’s a pencil/pen holder, or was sold as such. Lovely gothic objet whatsit, is it not?
How could I resist?
Add to this an interesting figure (or head and shoulders):
Who is this?
Sprinkle in a little ‘foresty’ this and that:
Possible further ingredients?
Give it a large enough dollop of time (possibly throw in some sage and rosemary while you’re at it) and see what evolves.
Re-provisioning the Dining Room
Tried the table other way on
Pewter and plates (one on the slide)
Open drawer, candle snuffer, cloth for spillage
Table across room
Down the table
1:24 sideboard and 1:12th stool
Glasses in, slop bowl under
Distaff and spindle
A job by the fire
Where it fits in room
Sitting over dining
Dining below Sitting
Thro window to dining table
Closed and lit up
Previous set up of the dining room was done in August 2011 and can be seen on the page The influence of too much information. I tried to put back most of the things as then, but plenty has changed in that time due to various attempts to give a feeling of space and still include all the things I wanted to see: new chairs from Ashwood Designs Dolls House Furniture, the addition of a 1:24 scale board on the left instead of a 1:12, the number of painted wall panels reduced and neater rewiring. A bit of a ‘spot the difference’ puzzle.
The two glass goblets on the table are from The Glass People over in France. All the slipware is later than 1616, as is the American blue and white plate on the table, but I do like them a lot. I did the brown and cream at the time of the original dining room layout and it’s a bit rough and ready. Excuses, excuses – got a bottle gas oven, great for cooking, not so great for cackhanded Fimo fumblers like me as it tends to produce too much moisture during the ‘baking’ process. I’ve never tried to make much of anything else since. The best results I ever achieved were with the oven very slightly open to let out the steam and prevent the occasional over crispy crockery.
The spindle and distaff by the fire were fun to make but I don’t think that would be where I’d sit to use them. Have you seen the Habetrot posting entitled Optimistic Rumanians? It must take some solid muscle power to hold such a heavily laden distaff for hour after hour.
My very primitive balsa carving a painting
And a thoughtful look from the window
The stage is set
Set in place, goods, figures and furniture, plus very small dog (bottom left)
I’ve been cleaning and sorting in the work space. Gosh what merry japes. Little work accomplished on the model this week, other than decorating the faces on the sliding outer walls and setting the sitting room items in place. But at last I’ve gained more light and elbow room at both ends of the thing.
From one end to tother
Longish and thinnish, as though a narrow alley way or ginnel runs down the sides.
Ah there’s the other end
More sorting to do yet – I’m finding it rather hypnotic.