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Getting Crafty

I've struggle for some time now to get back into the studio and get painting and in doing so I have denied myself permission to just play with creativity.  So, I gave myself permission to just play and enjoy myself and not constantly focus on 'having to produce fine art'.  With this in mind I took a voucher for crafty supplies (birthday gift from my sister - thank you Susan), and went shopping for inspiration....
I came home with some fimo for sculpting. I've never used this before and have a few little, easy ideas in mind to attempt with this.
Some replacement gouache.  I'm going to put together a little plein air kit and as we enter this time of glorious weather in our part of the world I hope to get out and about and painting.  I can always play at home with these too.  Easier to clean up than my acrylics.
I found ELMER'S glue which features in a whole heap of things I want to try that I have pinned on Pinterest - glitter slime and the like.  Because afterall what grown up doesn't need to be making glitter slime! Ha.  A new printing block to make some stamps out of line drawings I have done in my old sketchbook.

Here is something I actually made....Shrinky Dinks.  I  had the supplies for these in my cupboard in my school holiday box (bits and bobs to do with the kids and their friends). The kids were completely disinterested in them and so this weekend I dragged the kit out and got playing.  I only did a couple as an experiment.  Basically you draw a design onto this hard plastic, colour it and then bake it in the oven.  As the designs cook they shrink.  I found it all to be completely exciting and amazing, proving yet again that I am easily entertained.  Now I want to do a heap of these little birds and perch them on some twigs in a pot.


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