Baby Bummy…*one month later*

After a month of disarray in our house, I finally had time to finish and mount Sarah’s baby bum sculpture. I’m in the process of finishing a studio space in our basement to keep little hands out of buckets of plaster and away from my tools. It has turned into a bigger project than I had originally thought…sorting, packing, shifting, selling…the list goes on. Seriously, if I post the “before” pictures I could be in the running for an episode of Hoarders. It will likely be another month or so before the space is usable, but it’ll happen eventually.

I managed to find quite a few useful things floating around downstairs that I had long forgotten about. Art supplies have a way of losing themselves, especially when you need them most. I found some great latex for building molds, paints, brushes, clay tools, and all sorts of other useful treasures. But I think I’m most excited to have come across some nostalgic items… pictures of my husband when he was in elementary school, plus poems and artwork that he had created around that time. Now I’ve got even more projects on my hands...documenting all these fabulous things and finding somewhere to put it all!

In addition to all this fun, I’m continuing to get word out about Get Plastered! and I thank all of you wonderful people of visiting my blog and becoming fans on Facebook. It’s great to have so many people interested in and supporting what I do. Please continue to check back for updates and invite all your friends.

Without further ado here is Sarah’s finished Baby Bummy, mounted in a shadow box.

There are many ways to decorate and display this type of sculpture. This is just one example and I’ll likely add to this box as Sarah grows. Daughter #1, Amelia, picked out the background colours and helped me put it all together. This is a great family activity, especially if you’ve got older children.

Jon’s going to kill me, but I just couldn’t keep these to myself…

In case you're having trouble viewing the pic above, it's a limerick titled The Silly Old Dog.

There once was a silly old dog,

who swallowed a little green frog,

he got sick at night,

and got right uptight,

and now he's a croaking green dog.

Below he has written..."I wrote this limerick because I thought that it would be a humorous poem." How cute is that?!

These are the best of my basement finds thus far. My mother is doing a clear out at her place as well, so there will be plenty of opportunities for me to post my own embarrassing childhood artwork and writing in the near future...good times.

Love you, Jon ;)