A Post About Nothing

I've finally finalized a design I really like for the library...the first was lame and the second, as it turned out, wouldn't work in my space.  I'm hoping to post pictures soon, but since in the process of discovery I've used up a couple of key supplies...there's a delay.  On that front, actually, I've been having some very pleasant correspondence with Green Gables Dollhouse, which has been supplying the most recent part of this adventure.

I'm also trying to decide how, if at all I want to use my awesome grasscloth wallpaper.

Hopefully soon, too, I'll be ready for the big reveal as far as the living room ceiling.

Jackson was Yoda for Halloween.

On a final note, a question: does anyone have any good suggestions for "how to" books on flower and plant making?  Apparently Pepperwood Miniatures offers "how to" books of their own, which is really exciting considering the quality of their work, but they don't seem to respond to email.  I've tried several times, unsuccessfully, to contact them.  I'd really like to try my hand at plants (hello, greenhouse!) but I'm pretty inexperienced in this area.  And while there are some promising-looking kits out there, none of them are really for the plants I need.

How's everyone else?

Thanks Everyone!

Thank you all, so much, for your excellent advice re: my lighting issues, and for your support in general!  I really appreciate it!  I did, finally--delaying dinner somewhat, I'm sorry to report--figure out what I was doing wrong, and it had to do, actually (as I suspected it might) with the terminal block itself.  I intend to do a post on this later on but, for now, all I have to say is wow, the Cir-Kit direction manual sucks.  The writing, and the actual diagrams, convey two different things; success came when I examined the latter while ignoring the former.  A variety of different tie-off combinations finally yielded success and, at least in my own mind, a logical explanation.

There's not a whole lot I can do, lighting-wise, until the rest of my lights come so I've moved on to some of the interior built-ins.  Tonight, I started on the library.  Jim is also doing some drawings for me, which will hopefully be readable by a laser cutter (I have a vision for the living room).

I needed a break from stone, stone and more stone, and from the exterior in general.  Tonight, Jim made me a beverage where the "secret ingredient" was my son's baby food.  He's now happily smearing it on his face (mangoes) as I write this.  Oh, for shame.

WHY WON'T IT WORK?!?

So I'm trying round wiring for the first time.

Or not.

I'm fairly experienced with tape wire, and have never had any major problems.  However, it's not the most durable system on earth, and it can be hard to hide the tape.  So I thought I'd try round wire instead.  In theory, it doesn't seem that difficult.

However, I cannot get anything to work.

Usually, I have some idea of what I'm doing wrong.  This time, I don't.  I feel utterly defeated.  I'm not sure if it's how I'm wrapping the terminal block (a process for which there are no useful diagrams), how I'm soldering the connections (I don't think it's that), etc etc etc.  I've also realized that, alarmingly, I have no idea how to test the circuit!  Oh, for tape wire, where you just stick it in.

Any suggestions?

Copyright: My Two Cents

One of my favorite cases in law school involved the "Dead Dog" tee: the eponymous cafe's iconic "Black Dog" turned upside down.  You know, dead.  They sued, and Marblehead's own U.S. District Chief Judge Joseph Tauro dismissed the case.  Not only does he hail from my hometown, Judge Tauro (who also ruled, in 2010, that the federal ban on equal marriage was unconstitutional) has a sense of humor!  He wrote a little poem about "black dogs, dead dogs and dead hogs," using it to illustrate the legally salient point: people weren't apt to confuse "Dead Dog" with "Black Dog."  Parodies are legal.

The issue is one of intent: are you trying, in essence, to benefit from someone else's hard work?  The Black Dog Cafe became famous through its owners' hard work (and, like Marblehead's Stowaway Sweets, through some minor presidential intervention).  Admire them all you want, but you can't--legally, anyway--ride on their coattails.  Which, really, is where the legal gray area lies and the attempts to define "parody" begin.  Peter Hall wasn't trying to steal market share from the Black Dog Tavern; his tees were geared toward a different market entirely.  And as someone who lives in a tourist trap, myself, trust me: there's plenty of us who'd like some "anti-tourist" memorabilia.

But to the extent that parody is legal, outright imitation most certainly is not.  Parody is only legal to the extent that it's obviously not imitation.  Once you've ranged out of the patently absurd and into the dark forest of "if"--where you're even courting the possibility that someone could mistake your work for theirs--you're breaking the law.  Depending on what, exactly, you're doing you could be charged with a variety of civil penalties--and crimes.  If you're making use of someone else's work (or name, or reputation) for financial gain, then, depending on the facts of the case and your particular jurisdiction, it could be fraud.  And fraud, believe me, is very serious.

I was really disappointed to see that Brae, an artisan and blogger I admire greatly, is suffering from an apparently really egregious case of plagiarism.  Whoever said "imitation is the highest form of flattery" never got ripped off.  There's nothing flattering about discovering that someone's stolen your work.  It's a violation.

I've dealt with my own copyright issues; I mention one miniatures-related experience in my "FAQ" section and, recently, someone I thought was my friend sold some revealing pictures of me.  They were from my wedding album (which covered everything from "getting ready" to "finally leaving"), digital files she had access to because, at the time, I thought she'd earned my trust.  Particularly sad was the fact that the unsuspecting third party thought they were purchasing legally licensed ad copy.  Had we chosen to make more of an issue of it than we did (I was just happy to see the photographs gone), they--despite their ignorance--might have been in some trouble.

It's not cool to steal from people.  Even if nobody can prove anything, even if you skate off, scott free, into the sunset, you're still a loser.  Reputation is everything.  I'm all for forgiving and forgetting, but I saw some things in law school that changed my opinion of certain people forever.  I might get a beer with them, but I'd never risk recommending them to a potential client.

Anyway, I'm getting off my soapbox now.  As you might have guessed, the fact that I talk for a living isn't always a good thing.  But anyway, since this does touch directly on what I do all day--and, gods forbid, by way of stating the obvious this is not legal advice--I really felt like I had to say something.  I try (and fail) not to editorialize overmuch, but dishonesty is one of those things that gets me really angry.  And I can hardly complain about the fact that it happens if I don't speak out against it once in awhile, now can I?

Lights! And Other Hauls!

The pink bats were, maybe, an homage to something in my subconscious.  I'm a huge Elton John fan, and he's serenaded me quite a bit during this project.  In any case, less pink bats--and a l'oeil de boeuf window that's, um, somewhat unusual--are coming.

In the meantime, some treats have arrived!  I bought several lighting fixtures; I'm still waiting on the second batch (the shop apparently had to special order it), but the first finally arrived.  That was a special order, too.  Which brings me to my first question: what's going on at Clare Bell Brass Works?  I've noticed that, recently, much of their line has been exceedingly hard to find--and what is available isn't, actually, available.  Inventory is, I'm told, really hard to come by.

At a job site earlier today.

The above picture represents the end of four years' worth of work.  Hey, it was a growth experience!  I don't know what everyone else does for work, but, sometimes, don't you just want to slam something (like your head) into a wall?  Now that this case is finally over, I should probably be nostalgic...but I'm not.  It was my First Big Case; I went in naive and stupid, and came out...naive and stupid but slightly more highly paid.

We're apparently taking publicity shots of ourselves now.  Or, at least, trying to convince our overseas relatives that we're not quite as loony as they think.  Mission impossible, right?

I like things meant for model trains.  Most of the LED's and other electrical equipment I bought are.  In particular, I'm excited from this "fire kit" from Evan's Designs.  Most of their stuff is pretty reasonably priced, so if it all turns out to suck I'm not out too much.  Unlike usual.  Then again, considering what we pay for Jackson's baby food, maybe I should stop beating myself up about it.

My haul.

High hopes!

Clare-Bell's "orient express" lamp.

This haul comes from Evan's Designs, S and P Miniatures, Swan House (thank you Greg for special ordering all of this for me!) and eBay.  I'd been searching high and low for a suitable newel post lamp (which is really more Eastlake Victorian than Gothic Revival, but who cares) and, surprisingly, there really isn't anything good.  At least, not in my price range!  I finally found this little Asian-style dolphin lamp which, once it's had a bit of a paint treatment--the "gold" color it comes in is ghastly--will, I think, fit the bill.  I'm also considering rewiring it with a (different colored) LED.  But that might be a bit over the top.

Thank you eBay, you veritable trove of delights!

These Nova-Lytes have been a bit tough to find, too; these were special ordered from Swan House (and at a really reasonable price; not everything they sell is expensive).  I'm planning on using them in a few places where I need illumination but not, necessarily, a light.  Like in the crypt.  We shall see.  Jim says he'll help me install them; he has a great deal more aptitude for wiring than I do.

Clare-Bell sconces!

I really like their shades.

And then, well, there's the increasingly bizarre family of creatures who actually live in this house.  Inspiration-wise, it's something of a hodge podge, but hey.  Aren't real houses?  As an excuse to hoard little vials of potions, etc etc etc, my resident wizard is something of a chemist.  Who, indeed, has quite the home office.

From S and P Miniatures.

"Syphilis Can Be Cured" just cracks me up.  As do the leeches.  Hey, not everyone wants a love potion.

I plan on giving this sign (which will go somewhere near the front door) a chemical wash and, hopefully, a nice patina.  Wouldn't want anything encouraging, would you?

Well naturally.

Another view of the would-be newel post lamp.

Every lawn needs an abandoned croquet set.

Who knows when I'll actually get to start installing these lights.  And as for the rest of it--it'll just all just have to wait!  A long time!  At the rate I'm going, Jackson will be taking the SAT's before this house is done.  Which is just as well, because how many more dollhouses do we really have room for?

Pink Bats and the Tortures of Job

The pink bats...I'll get to that.

The tortures of Job...well, maybe that's a teeny bit of an exaggeration.  But not much.  It's been a rough week with our non-accepting family.  Rather than blather on and on about the importance of tolerance and equality, let me just say that this has also been a golden opportunity to appreciate the people in my life who really matter.

And, in the meantime, I've been taking out my aggressions on these windows!  Please, please, LEARN FROM MY MISTAKES.  I, um, am going to have to re-make some of the windows, because I ended up totally destroying them.  But, during this--process?--I at least figured out what not to do.  And I think the final result is pretty good.  It is, at least, better than my first (or fifth) attempt.

First, dude, here's what NOT to do.

1. Don't seal your project with Krylon, if you've used Quick Grip to put it together.  It makes the seams dissolve.  Which, like, is not what's up.  I ended up having to re-glue everything with Aleen's Tacky Glue.
2. Don't pay attention to the color of the still-wet modeling dust.  That's how you end up with pink bats.
3. Use MUCH LESS modeling dust than you think you need.  I'd only ever used it on rather flat, uninteresting shapes, and so didn't have much of a sense of how much detail you actually lose when you put on a (slightly) thicker coat.  My first attempt at cladding the window stripped it of all its details.  Like with everything else, I guess, tons and tons of super thin coats win the day.

So anyway...

First, I decided to change my window construction up a little bit.  Instead of putting the "glass" near the front and building up depth on the interior side, I decided to do the opposite.  It made for a more dramatic and, I think, realistic effect.  So I added 1/4" of depth to the inside, using strips of basswood and, where the window curves, 1/16" balsa.  I cut it across the grain, so it bent very easily.  After gluing it in place with Quick Grip and giving it a light sand, I covered the seam with a layer of DAP.  Personally, I like the kind that starts out pink and turns white as it dries.  This stuff is perfect for miniatures, because it has a very, very fine grain--like gypsum--and sands easily.

Ready for action!

This is the window, sans (additional) carving.

The first thing I did was carve in the "seams."  I used craft knife to score the lines, then widened them with a stylus.  Richard Stacey recommends scoring the lines after cladding, but I didn't find that this worked very well.  Maybe it works better on a simpler project, or maybe my skill is just lacking, but I wasn't satisfied with the realism of the result.

As far as realism goes, once again I owe a lot to my degree in medieval history!  Back in the day, when I was at university, I was really into "getting into the moment," and living the true experience.  Which, considering my other first was sociology, led to some interesting experiments!  Heh.  Anyway, I took a number of different classes, hoping to develop a better understanding of what life was actually like in the 1100's.  I slept outdoors, pickled lemons, ate mold, etc etc etc.  I also learned to make glass, and to create stained glass panels.  And one thing I learned was that with glass--and, to a lesser extent, with stone--you can't cut a true s-curve.  This is why real stained glass panels, and the windows that contain them, are assembled from such basic shapes.  It's an important limitation to keep in mind, and one a lot of artisans working with modern materials overlook.

After creating the "seams," I attached the "carving."  This little dude is made of Sculpey, and is by far the simplest of my planned (and, in some cases, partially finished) carvings.  It really helps, too, when you plan on making the same shape over and over, to make a mold.  Or, if you're not so inclined, there are tons of interesting molds for sale on Etsy.  This particular guy is actually part of a piece of jewelry.  I think he's supposed to be Aeolus, but I'm pretending he's a greenman.  He's also available for sale as a mold on Etsy (I think from, like, three different sellers), as are various other parts of the same piece.

I glued him on with Quick Grip, and let him set.

After my first disaster, I had the bright idea of underpainting.  In actual fact, I tried a number of different things: paint over modelling dust, paint under modelling dust, paint mixed with modelling dust.  Don't try that last one; you end up with pink bats.

No.

This was supposed to be a terra cotta tile.  Don't worry, I'll make another one.

Anyway, a trip to Michael's (stone sample in hand) yielded a color that was actually a perfect match!  Which, another piece of brilliant advice I have is this: TEST THE ACTUAL COLOR!  Dude, the actual cladding mixture looks nothing like the dust in the packet.  The dust in the packet is a pleasant sort of dove gray color; mixed with a slurry of equal parts water and PVA (I used acid free, non-toxic bookbinder's glue), it turns an interesting sort of tannish green.  Don't get me wrong, I like it, and I think it looks bananas on a haunted house...but if I were trying to recreate Cinderella's castle, I'd be fairly annoyed.

Hooray!

So then I started painting my window...

His face is emerging!

I clamped it flat to dry, to minimize warp--although I still ended up having to add a strengthener in the back.

Then, after the tan dried, I brought out the details in the carving and the "seams" between the "stones" with a wash of black.  I actually did a couple of washes on the greenman's face--concentrating my black in places that'd end up holding coal dust, like his mouth--to bring out the differing planes as much as possible.

And let me tell you, by the time I'd gotten to this point I was really beginning to feel like Job.  As it is I'll have to remake several windows!  For awhile, I really wondered if I was experiencing--what?  Miniatures impotence?  It seemed like everything I tried worked worse than the last!

Then, finally, after letting the paint cure overnight, I was ready to apply the actual stone.

My son's teddy bear, and some liquid courage.

I tried to go really slowly, applying very fine, thin coats of "stone."

The back, before I decided to add a strengthener.

Almost there!

I did this over a couple of nights, allowing myself ample drying time.  Apart from everything else, I wanted to get a sense of what the "stone" looked like completely dry.  A few times, with earlier windows, I thought it was dry when it wasn't.

The actual window and the earlier, failed prototype side by side.

I was pretty amazed by the difference!  The window on the right (top) was a prototype that I kept abusing.  As you can see, using multiple thin coats really does make a difference.  You can preserve much more of the detail.

So I guess all that misery was worth it?

Finally, I tested the window in place to see whether I liked it.  I'm leaving it there, for now, until it's ready to get its "glass" and be installed.  Which is good because, in the meantime, I need to figure out what's going on in the third floor bedroom!  I'm still hung up on the--what?  Oxford grate?  I'm not really sure what the levitating fireplace is supposed to be about.

The (in my opinion) more thrilling carvings are on the porch, front door, and tower window.  Which are so not ready for pictures.  But, hopefully, I'll get there soon.

Thoughts?

I Can't Believe I Bought It

In further news, after a very, very long period of yearning, I bought myself (with my family's help) my birthday present: an 1880's-era "White Clad" ice box from Shaker Works West.  I will now retire to a darkened room to recover.  Seriously though, there's nothing else on the market even remotely like it.  I've never owned one of Dr. Byer's pieces, but I'm familiar with his work and have always admired it.

Photo courtesy of Dr. Ken Byers

Not only is this the Cadillac of ice boxes, it's the only ice box!  Bizarrely, ice boxes don't seem to be something artisans make--and as Dr. Byers correctly notes on his website, you can't really make your own because the hardware simply isn't available.  The, um, complete and utter desert of misery that is dollhouse hardware is another post altogether.  So when my beautiful new ice box arrives, I'll post pictures and write about it!

It's not for another couple of weeks, but happy birthday to me!