Do you ever see a project here in blogland and know, without a shadow of a doubt, that you will be giving it a whirl?
Looking at The Small Object's epoxy scultures yesterday and reading about their marshmallowy inspiration had me scurrying for the toothpicks almost immediately.
We substituted playdough as the bonding element - bluetack probably would have been a better choice, but no matter how much of the stuff I buy, it always seems to disappear round these parts. Most of it resurfaces as little black patches where it has been ground into the carpet. Small boys and interior decor are not a marriage made in heaven. I will have clean carpets when they leave home - a treat I am looking forward to greatly.
Mark, in his typical 'unable to execute any project as originally envisaged by an adult' way, went off piste in his rendition of the Eiffel Tower. He then proceeded to conduct seismic testing (shaking the table until his structure toppled over). You have to imagine the whole episode, accompanied by never ending monologue, describing what he is doing in the manner of a documentary voice over. What a child. He's clearly been watching too much 'Big, Bigger, Biggest'.
Oh and guys? Thanks so much for the toothpaste appreciation!
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