This is what happens when you combine a set of legs from an old end table and a wooden crate that once housed olive oil dipping sauces.
A few screwplates and screws later I had myself a cute little totally recycled table to hold some crafting essentials.
I may wind up painting or somehow decorating it later, though the simplicity of as it is now is sort of endearing.
Would you believe that these knitting needle holders started out life as a jam jar and a pencil cup?
I collected gobs of little trinkets, charms, buttons and rhinestones and came up with a fun way to display my knitting needles and also show off the wee antique collectibles in the process. The concept is sort of a spinoff of “memory jars” from yesteryear but with a more modern mid-century twist.
There is a felt lining on the inside of the containers so that the knitting needles won’t get dull.
Last night I finally put the finishing touches on the Wonderdogs urn.
The whole thing took about 9 hours to make and I really like how it came out because it’s as cheerful, sparkly and vibrant as she was. And I can put it on a shelf and it’s a quirky conversation piece with plenty of rhinestones and bling instead of a dreary reminder of her passing. Little snippets of her life are included in the urn, too. There’s an old rabies tag, a tiny teddy bear charm (since I always called her my little bear) and a small medal of St Francis, the protector of animals.
And here is a view from the top, with one of my very favorite photos of her.