Tom and I were recalling one of the houses we rented in Houston that had glass panes the full length of one side of the front door. I think there was a curtain there when we moved in, but we didn’t like the curtain and took it down. That meant anyone who walked up to our front door could see inside the house, and we didn’t like that, either. Finally, in my crafty way, I used one of Tom’s mother’s stained glass pattern books to create the Poor Chick’s Stained Glass. I cut and painted heavy plastic panels to stick on those windows. Of course, there was glitter.
The odd thing was, they didn’t look too bad when the sunlight shone through them. And they did give us the privacy we wanted.
The odder thing is, I just found them in the bottom of a drawer. I don’t know why I kept them: sentimental reasons, I guess.
Those are beautiful, almost as good as my favorite Tiffany windows at SLAM.
Thanks! (I think the Tiffany artists might have just stirred in their graves a little.)
No, just one … Louis Comfort Tiffany.
So he would have had us believe. But thanks to a story I heard on NPR a while back, I learned he had a secret known as the Tiffany Girls, perhaps even on some of SLAM’s windows.
Alas, another yet another cut glass window illusion shattered. Next I’ll discover my favorite Chinese horse sculpture was actually carved in Kazakhstan.
Try not to think of it as an illusion shattered but as artists from the past getting long overdue recognition.
At least Tiffany had approval over it all!
I did that to the sky light by our front door for the same reason, except I used that stuff that you put right on the glass out of the bottle and will peel off when you’re ready for a change.
I had some paint that was allegedly for glass, but it looked like crap when I tried it. Those were my early days of being what my friend John called “Craft Queen of the Cul-de-sac.”™
I guess I meant side light, not sky light. 🙂
Ha–now picturing you going all Michelangelo on your ceiling.
The narcissus and the trillium are my favorites.
You’re good! I could never have named the flowers.
you should find a spot for them now. they look good.
Thanks. I’d better not block the dogs’ view of the water-thieving squirrels on the front porch, the occasional wandering cat, or the geckos. They’d never forgive me.