The Covid Blues

A couple of weeks ago I decided I would resurrect my Uncle Jimmie's old ball mill and mill  some blue bottle glass to sprinkle over my glazed pots going into the kiln. I liked the results and began a search for blue glass. I found a Los Arango Tequila Resposado at $52.00 a bottle. I thought holy shit this is going to be more expensive than tin or cobalt.  The tequila was named in honour of Pancho Villa. Everyone needs a hero these days.  Even heroes need heroes. Happy Father's Day to all the good dads out there. 

I happened to mention I needed blue glass bottles to a long time friend that had come over for a coffee. She went home and set to work drinking Pino Grigio in a blue bottle. To protect her identity and reputation I'll just say thanks a bunch. 

I'm naming this glaze Covid Blue.  Hey friend you can slow down on the consumption for my sakes. I think I have enough to last me quite a long time. 

I was enjoying the Pancho Villa tequila  and now I have no excuse to buy the expensive stuff just for the blue glass.

I've decided to paint my living room yellow. I have a couple of old painted blue cupboards that I think will look awesome against yellow. Yellow and blue are my favourite colours.  Like all small jobs we underestimate all that comes along with that. I spent the day tearing out an old mirror, putting up trim, patching holes, and running back and forth to the hardware store. 

Along with the Covid Blues has come some time to do things we thought of doing but never had the time. 

Be well and safe my brothers and sisters of clay. T