Artist brush mishap

I was cleaning my artist brushes late last night at the kitchen sink when one of my favorite ones slipped out of my hand and into the drain.

Slick as a whistle.

This morning, as George was preparing to tear the drain apart, I decided to try my luck first with a pair of barber scissors. It worked! It took a few trys, but the blades were long enough and skinny enough to reach down and gingerly grab the brush.

But the story doesn't end there.

By the light of the flashlight, we saw a second brush! The barber scissors also pulled it out. Oh my. It had been there for a LONG time. It was covered with gunky goo to the point it was almost unrecognizable.

I know blog posts are all about the photos.

But believe me when I say, you don't want to see a picture of the gunky brush!

Trash to Treasure Windows

Still playing with windows...........

We added hardware cloth to these ones. I've seen similar ones on Pinterest hung on the wall, with jewelry hanging on them. Great idea!

Can someone tell me why hardware cloth is made from metal, but called cloth? One of life's little mysteries. At least to me.

These are rather large windows. Around 4 feet long or so. (I'm guessing. They are at the store. I'm at home. And neither my arm nor my tape measure will reach the 7 miles between us.). We simply added an old board to the bottom for a shelf. Actually, it wasn't as simple as it sounds. The window bottom had a slant to it that had to be trimmed off.

Old feed sacks and old windows make the perfect pair. This sack is pretty faded out. But then so is the paint on the window, so they still make the perfect pair.

We still have a few more windows to work through. Truly a case of one man's junk is another man's treasure!