I found this wooden tray and it sat in my studio for a LONG time. Way too long. In my way long. So, today, I finally fixed it up.
My studio is in my basement and there is a sliding glass door with steps that lead to the backyard. This is the best spot for natural light, so my pictures are often taken here. This guy is on the floor basking in the light.
$1.96 not to bad a price for this tray. My intent was to make it into a cork trivet for my kitchen table. The table is wood and I am forever screaming, “don’t put hot things on the table you’re gonna wreck it.” Eloquent, aren’t I?
Corks from my cork stash. I wish I could say I drank that wine. Wine drinking seems so adult and cool. Wine is a collector’s dream….all those types, labels, colors and bottles. Spreadsheets could even be made cataloging your collection and I can’t stand the stuff. Tastes like jet fuel. Oh and I keep trying it too. Hoping my “tastes” will change. 47 years later no luck. So my cork saving team sends me their corks and I use them in all sorts of ways.
Pattern works. Ready to hot glue.
Ready for some hot stuff. Looks like I could use some new candles.