Mother's Wedgewood
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A hundred years ago when Gretchen and I were wee lasses, we used to mock a commercial that said something about "Mother's Wedgewood". I have no idea what the commercial was for, possibly a dishwashing detergent? Anyway, the stamped portion of this mandala has gotten that phrase stuck in my brain for two days now, "Mother's Wedgewood". Technically, the ink color is Denim but I'm sticking with Wedgewood. It makes me smile at the memory.
Dad has been making me a bunch of square frames for these pieces. I can't wait to show you - they are really nice. Simple, poplar frames - I love them. I picked up a half dozen or so today, sanded some of them and spray painted one a medium-dark blue. This time I didn't use a primer, as an experiment. I'll see how it dries but I'm feeling that a primer is the way to go.
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Dad has been making me a bunch of square frames for these pieces. I can't wait to show you - they are really nice. Simple, poplar frames - I love them. I picked up a half dozen or so today, sanded some of them and spray painted one a medium-dark blue. This time I didn't use a primer, as an experiment. I'll see how it dries but I'm feeling that a primer is the way to go.






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I think of dinnerware from England when I think of wedgewood. :-)
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