I always pretend that going to camp is a vacation. I don't do laundry or dishes and I don't do much in the way of cooking, but otherwise, I'm a slave to the art room. (And I love it. Don't get me wrong...) Between brainstorming for project ideas, making samples, setting up, cleaning up, and actually teaching, the day passes in a blissful blur. Then there are the countless of requests for lanyard or bracelet string, the "I broke my ring/headband/shoe, can you fix it" queries, and the oft-heard need for posterboard for birthday signs. This year, since I have a new space to jazz up, I've been painting the walls whenever there's a stretch of unfilled time, as well.
Evenings and early mornings, I hang out with my own kidlets and make goodies for the shop. These are my new favorites---the Benadryl earrings. With those colors, I couldn't have called them anything else.
These are called Paint the Town Red--I'm gaga over the little vintage bead-buttons I found for the dangles.
So I've been hitting the button box pretty hard, but take heart! There are melted marble pendants on the horizon. What can I say? I have a kiln, and I'm going to use it!