The Dishes Song

I love (dirty) dishes (not)

Left the house one weekend for somebody else’s place. When I got home on Sunday I discovered my mistake. No one had the time to wash the dishes in the sink, so they had just been left there and they made the whole house stink.

I won’t go into details, but when I looked in a pot, a triple walk of star trek almost made me die of shock... 

An ice-cream box was sitting there and I smelled something scary. A drivel lifted from its place when out jumped something hairy. It landed in the sink next to a bowl of something gross. I found it difficult deciding which I hated the most. Scientists are looking for this sort of life on earth. They now attempt to recreate a protoplasmic birth, when they could just as easily come over any day and I’ll be pleased to show them our primordial sufflé. Uuuh.

It’s been about 5 hours since I started on this chore. I got some dishes left but I’m not washing anymore. The lesson I’ve learnt from my experience today is always wash the dishes right before you go away. 

Recycling can be fun :)

Is this the future way of knitting? By reusing plastic bags?

Well, I decided to try it. I'm not sure if I like the result. However knitting with plastic was quite fun. Basically I cut out 1 cm wide pieces from plastic bags. The length of the pieces varied. The length is unimportant since it's easy to knot the different pieces of plastic together (place the knots on the reverse side).

It would be cool to knit a durable bag out of plastic bags, with a lot of different colours. For now I have knitted a simple little bracelet.

Edit. I have continued with some plarn knitting. I haven't knitted a bag, but a hairband. In this particular hairband you can find plastic from cookie packets, tissue packets, cotton balls bags and plastic bags.

                                                    

Humankind cannot bear very much reality

Some more postcards, with pictures and words cut out from magazines and from an old statistics book about armed conflicts. The theme is love and peace. 



Peace and love

Love (in the hearts you can find the word peace)







 

 






Love the world

Hearts have colours. Don't we all know?






Smoothed by the Sea

In this post you can see some smoothed and beautiful pieces of sea glass, which I've collected from the beach.

In the photo to the left you can see how a little square-looking piece and a heart-looking-piece are glued together and stuck on a little circle of metal. I have tied it all on a string.

Sisters

My sisters and I

Lost at sea

Here's another sea glass object of mine. Basically it's a diadem, which I've decorated with a lot of small pieces of colourful sea glass (and loads of glue).

Sailing over wave and tide oh ho ho.

Fantastic waves against our sides oh ho ho.

And I'm not so afraid.

Lost at sea, as I should be.

Lost in a melody

I thought I would share some of my home-made objects from last year. When I spent an evening at the beach I found some sea glass in the sand. Among those pieces I found this lovely piece of ocean glass. I glued the piece of glass on a little circle of metal. Then I tied it on a black string.

There's a lot of treasures out in the nature (even though some of them are not supposed to be there in the first place).  I find sea glass to be very beautiful and somehow unique. You just can't find a piece which looks exactly like the other.

The colour of the sea glass tells a story. This clear piece of glass comes from one of the following  sources: clear plates, glasses, windows or windshields.

Happily shared with craft schooling sunday