Following on from yesterday's post of seaside I thought I'd show you a collage I made years ago when the kids were small and they're in their 40's now, that's how old it is.
This has hung in my bathroom for years simply because I can't throw it out. I'm like that with most things, once I get a liking for something it stays.
This was quite simply made and probably on the spur of the moment knowing how I work.
I took a piece of hardboard and tinted some polyfilla pink with a tiny bit of acrylic paint, plastered it onto the hardboard and while it was still wet pushed bits and pieces that I had found on the beach into it and yes, its held those bits for all these years.
Some of them are a bit the worse for wear having been knocked a few times. The bladderwrack top right next to the bit of rope was a bit fragile and has lost some of its bumpy bits but the bits of cork, the cuttlefish and shells are holding on well,and it's still good for a few more years.
Also here is the Tatted seahorse in its frame and on the wall.
Its laid on black velvet and so you can see the hands and camera in the reflection, sorry.
Can't do a post without them getting in on it can I?
What's going on here then, well, I'm hoovering and you would thing it was going to swallow them up.
These two have retreated to the top of the stairs and the others have hidden elsewhere.
They were born in this house and have heard a dyson from the time they were born but are still scared of it.
Any ideas why?