Sunday, April 15, 2007
This pop confection is I Hate Camera by The Bird and The Bee. The sound is not the best, but this song is adorable, and probably too wry and clever to ever make the big time. The band is actually the chick with the guitar and the keyboard guy. I love the Ray-Conniff-Singers-style backing vocals ostinato - incredibly cute and fluffy and evocative of something brilliant from a different time. I think the song is about courting fame but then acting like you don't want to be photographed. But I could be wrong.
You might see a lollipop, and I might see a banjo.
I had a glassmaking brainwave on Wednesday, but didn't have time to investigate until Saturday. You know how old Roman glass tends to look a milky blue with a pitted, abraded surface and sometimes with some iridescence? I read somewhere that someone achieved a stone-texture on opaque beads with baking soda, so I thought why not try that with pale transparent blues and see what happens? Boy howdy if that didn't work like a charm. All my neo-ancient beads are cooling their jets in the kiln right now, but I'll try to post an image tonight or tomorrow morning.
I filled a glass jar to brimming with baking soda, and then when I'd plunge the hot bead into the powder, a teeny geyser of soda dust would shoot up - COOLNESS!!! I found the bead looked more weathered with repeated plunges and heatings. Then near the very end, I rolled part of a couple beads on a teeny pile of iridescent mica powder, and the buried-for-centuries sheen was complete.
I'm pretty much go-with-the-flow when it comes to my "plans" for beadmaking-- sometimes the glass doesn't react the way you expect it to and very often this turns out to be a happy accident that takes me in a whole new direction. However, I'm beyond delighted with something that turned out exactly the way I expected, for a change.
Have a great Sunday, y'all!