Etch-a-sketch

Who remembers these? I loved mine and by twirling both buttons together I found I could draw curves! I used to draw mazes. I remember turning it over and the shake of the silver dust as it covered the trace of your sketch. Also the twanging of what might have been elastic bands moving a stylus? Against the screen. It was just a tiny dot. A bit like a computer cursor! I’d love to get one again!

Sewing – a good skill

OK so I am not skilled at sewing but I can repair and mend things. I’ve also done a couple of cross stitch things (just don’t look at the back). I don’t do sewing machines, I couldn’t get the hand of them, and the one skirt I made at school had a wobbly hem! But if a button falls off or I lose a bit of weight I can take things in.

Why is sewing good? It’s make do and mend. Don’t throw things away. Fix them! It saves waste and costs less!

Too many buttons?

What are they all for WordPress? I know you are holding some training sessions. But I don’t have time for them. I don’t need an immersive experience, I want to point and press!

I’m still coming to terms with the loss of the classic editor and all I do now is press enter and start another block. The one thing I do like is more control over image sizes, but how do I set whether an image is right, left or centre of the page…?

I never learnt type setting, I don’t know what to do when I can type columns? I’m interested in getting my thoughts out, not how to place them on a page. Yes it might look scrappy, but I’m not fussed….

Press the button!

Press the button? Or not!

Hubby was being keen about helping with the house as I’m not feeling very well. This discussion happened when I asked him to put the washing machine on spin….

Set the dial to Spin and drain, number 15.

He did it fine.

Now press the on button.

I was watching from the living room and saw and heard the musical notes it plays when it’s switched on. Now press the start button….. Musical notes indicating he’d switched the washing machine off..

No, press the on switch again, then press the start button, it’s on this side of the dial…

He switched it on again, then pressed the little screen that shows you what program the machine is on… So I shouted, not that one, the button..

He switched the machine off again! No don’t do that! By then I was getting frustrated, but after forty years together he should be able to switch a Washing machine on.

Leave it switched on then press the button on this side of the dial!

Exasperated, I watched as he switched it on and went to move the dial…. This side I called… He went to press another button that allows you to change spin speeds or the temperature. NO! NOT THAT ONE! I really shouted this time. The one on this side of the dial BELOW the one you are pressing….

Clunk, whirrr…. SPIN!

HOORAY!

On catch up…

On catch up for #30daysketchbookchallenge, the first challenge was buttons.. This took an hour. For day 1, buttons….and a few marbles in this button bowl…

I’m not completely happy with it but decided to limit myself to an hour.. Used pencils, watercolour paint and felt pens. Not sure whether there is a time limit.

Buttons, marbles and a hair tie.

I collect ‘stuff’, I have ‘collections’ or as others would call it ‘clutter’.

Plants, cat ornaments, paintings, marbles, a few buttons, drawings, sketchbooks, cushions, books (lots of). A few cats, other stuff….. Hubby has bikes, trains, other stuff.

Where do I put it all, where do I keep it? Our house is more like a museum than a home. I need storage, I wish I could shrink it all down and put it on my phone. Or give me a shrink Ray and I can put it all in a dolls house!

Button bowl

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I got this last year. Its a bowl constructed of buttons stuck together with PVA adhesive. It was made by a friend who used a bowl as a form to make its shape. The only thing is that it has deformed slightly because it was pushed into by another object.

I like her choice of colours and the way you can see the gaps between the buttons. I don’t think it will last forever. Perhaps it will turn into a forlorn heap of buttons, but it’s OK for now.

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