Apparently, tattoos are competing with jewellery to make a statement, but I would only have a tattoo if I could change my skin to suit my mood - imagine what fun that would be! One could always come out in zebra stripes if not entirely sure of themselves, zebras are cute too. In the absence of that possibility, I'm afraid I shall stick with jewellery. Besides, tattoos involve a bit (a lot) of pain and I couldn't be doing with that.
Tassels, fringes, and geometric shapes are all in this year- Oh, there's more than enough to keep me busy and happy.
Jewellery with writing on it - names, slogans, and poetry is set to become popular - probably for the same people who have 'mum' written into heart shaped tattoos, or LOVE and HATE on their knuckles in ink.
Slogan jewellery will also appeal to those who constantly post other people's wisdom and memes on their Facebook pages, possibly because they firmly believe that if there's no such thing as an original thought, why bother to use their brain cell?
Buddha/Einstein/Groucho Marx - they've said it already, so why not just repeat it? Oh and look, they've even put a pretty drawing with it! How clever! And tons of people press the 'like' button, fingers rushing to follow each other with an unerring herd instinct.
For Hands That do Dishes
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The Fairy liquid advertisement is part of the psyche of everyone living in the UK from the 70's onwards, until dishwashers became standard issue in most kitchens.
It was great fun making them - I set myself a challenge to finish as many as possible of the old polymer clay canes in my stash, so that I could eventually make new ones to replace them, I'm sick of the same ones popping up all the time.
I took pictures of the process, more to remind me of how to do it should I wish to repeat the exercise some day.
I put another thicker layer of clay over the previously made backs and embellished them with slices of cane to my heart's content. One more session in the oven and I added bun feet, using a spirit level to make sure the trays stood completely flat and put them back in for a third session in the oven. Left over scraps of cane were collected up to make swirly feet for some of the trays. I think they came out real pretty, don't you?
As described by Ginger Davis Allman of the Blue Bottle Tree, I used three acrylic blocks behind the slab of cane so that every scrap could be cut really thin. Of course, if only I had read her article properly (or used my common sense), I'd have been saved the grazing of the knuckles and the slicing of the finger which ensured that my ring bowls were liberally anointed with blood - it does wash out, though. What's a bit of blood spilled in the pursuit of one's art form, eh?