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Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Beautiful Reflections


This beautiful mirror resides on top of my old antique dresser.  I make them out of a 4 inch circular mirror you can purchase at a craft store, an old sterling silver knife, and a good epoxy glue.  Rummage through your jewelry box, antique or thrift stores to find bits and pieces of long forgotten jewelry, beads, or trinkets.  Simply glue the knife onto the back of the mirror and then add the jewelry.  Let glue dry completely before picking up! 


Add items that have meaning in your life.  I love horses, dragonflies, flowers, vintage lapel pins, butterflies, and gardening.  I hung an anchor on the handle in honor of my wonderful husband who is my anchor, keeping me grounded when necessary, but giving me freedom also.


The large green flowers came off a broken necklace I found at a thrift store.




Add vintage earrings, the clip-on style are especially well suited for this project.  Use a pair of pliers to remove the clip before gluing.  Long, pierced earrings make interesting "charms" added to the handle.





These mirrors make excellent gifts for brides, or for Mother's Day. 
 Make one or several for yourself!













Tuesday, June 2, 2015

ROSES, RUST, REFLECTIONS



Found this old antique mirror several years ago.  I wanted to hang it in my bedroom, but it was extremely heavy and I didn't want it to come crashing down off the wall.  I wandered out through the farm looking for a solution and spied a rolled up section of rusty barbed wire in the "bone yard", a place where we keep all things you just might need on a farm.
"What if I just wrapped this old wire around the mirror"  I thought to myself.   Actually I probably said it out loud.  I do tend to talk to myself.  After several attempts I got it just right.  Added a few paper roses from the thrift store and now I have this beautiful, antique mirror with time worn corners and flaking back.  I wonder about the people that have been reflected from it's surface.  Were they happy, sad, a country doctor, a tall willowy figure adjusting her hat just so, or was it just an ordinary farm girl with large, square, work worn hands putting on her hat, in too big of a hurry to stop and look at herself?  The mirror reflecting the red glow of her sun burned nose, the color of her wind blown hair, and the shine from the buckle of her overalls as she hurried by on her way to milk the goats and tend to the vegetable gardens.




I wonder what will this mirror reflect in the future?
A grand-daughter checking her hair one last time before going to the prom, a new mom holding up her little one for it's first glimpse of who they can become, an old tired woman who has lived a wonderful, fulfilling life?
I  am filled with wonder of all the possibilities!