The Dog Box. What on earth is that, you ask?

It's the place to which I consign, well, not exactly failures per se, but items that just didn't work out as well as I had planned. Pieces with visible flaws. Bubbles or dings in the resin. Cracked, peeling, or just plain bad transfers. Experiments gone weird. Half-finished bits that would take more work to finish than they're worth. The first, second, third, fourth and however many more iterations it takes to bring an idea into satisfactory reality. Overworked pieces. And the just simply - no other way to say it - ugly. The dogs.
Now don't get started about me bad-mouthing your puppies - this is NOT the same thing as those sweet little guys! I love me the doggies - real ones, that is. Just think of a golden retriever's sweet, smiling expression, and it's guaranteed to warm your heart, if not bring tears to your eyes.
But just as the term "dog" is an unacceptable pejorative for a female, "dog" to me is my term as defined above. Okay. Enough about the choice of words - I actually started using it way back in the mid-90's when I was creating window clings (why? Like many things, if it had a reason, I don't remember it.) And I've kept the name, in what passes for my mind, lo these many years. It's not even a literal box anymore - it's a plastic tub now.

Last night I consigned two new pieces to it. I've been practicing for my class next year at Adorn Me called the
Window Box Pendant. I've made several of these pieces in the last two years, beginning with my Let Love In box. I really like them, and have received many lovely compliments on them. But I have to confess, ultimately, that I don't know how I made them! I made so many versions of the very first one, that by the time I had one finished, I had no idea how I'd gotten there.
So what I've needed to do is go back and make more until I figured out a way to make it as simple as possible for my students to do. I've been messing with measurements and templates and what if's for the last several weeks, until finally, I had the "aha!" moment that simplified the whole process. Now I know how to make them sooo much easier than I thought. Hurray!

But in order to get there I had to make several not-so-easy versions. And Dog Box versions. And even the last one, the "aha!" one, finally was consigned to the Dog Box last night because of a color combo that just didn't work for me, and then several attempts to save it, until it just became an overworked mess. The construction gets an A. The finishing - C-. And I certainly can't put anything out there that's any less than an A-.
Onward and upward. I'll show you some A-'s in a bit.
Edited 11/15 - I just found out that the omnipotent Oprah is the originator of the phrase "aha moment." Therefore I officially retract it, and would have you mentally substitute the phrase "duh moment." And I thank Lesley Riley for THAT one!