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Top Secret Project Progress

August 2, 2015 at 9:01 am by Claudia

Don: Don’t read this post!!

I will be issuing these warnings as I work on the Top Secret Project. I’m trusting that Don will be sleep deprived when he gets back – goodness knows, I certainly am – and won’t see this post. But, he is entirely capable of surprising me, so I will have to resort to the occasional warning.

Okay. Time for a piece of humble pie. I have remarked before on this blog about the way my dollhouse was put together, that the seams didn’t always meet, that it wasn’t assembled as well as I thought it should have been.

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I’m here to tell you that I am now on the other end of this process and it’s hard. To the unknown family that put together Hummingbird Cottage: you have my apologies. I have made a couple of bone-headed mistakes in this process. That I’ve been able to fix them is nothing short of a miracle. Yesterday, my immediate thought upon making one of these mistakes, was “I’ll have to order another kit and start over.” I was not happy at that prospect. I was frustrated; with myself and with an entirely new-to-me process.

It seems simple and in some ways it is. But one little error can throw everything off. It reminds me of making a quilt – one inaccurate measurement can throw the entire thing out of whack.

Oh, that’s happened to me, as well.

Then I get obsessed with trying to fix it. And I did.

Blood, sweat, and tears, Don. Blood, sweat, and tears.

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I got the rafters installed, but learned a valuable lesson. The thickness of paint can also throw everything off – we’re talking miniatures here and everything  is tiny – even the paint layers. I also painted the windows, very fiddly work for someone like me who does not enjoy painting. But the windows are neat; they slide open.

I added the two front walls and the framework for the sliding door. There’s more to be done before the basic construction is finished. Then I have to paint the outside. And the inside.

I have a vision, of course, for what I want to create inside  the studio. I’ve always envisioned the furniture in a more modern style. In the course of my endless reading of miniature blogs, I saw a couple of references to a Japanese company called Reac. They have a line of miniature 1:12 furniture based on famous furniture designs. They’re not easy to find, but they’re out there.

Though my personal tastes tend to run toward vintage, comfy, and cottage, I have always loved the furniture designs of Charles and Ray Eames. If I could own a few of those pieces in real life, I’d be thrilled. One in particular, the Lounge Chair, has always been a favorite. I owned a sort of knock-off several years ago when living in Boston – at least, it was inspired by the Eames chair – and it was comfy, but it wasn’t nearly as beautiful.

Look what came in the mail yesterday (conveniently while Don was away):

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Oooh, let’s open up the box.

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Eeek!

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Behold the first piece of furniture for Don’s studio.

I am in love. I want to collect all of the mini pieces in this line.

There’s another mini manufacturer who makes this chair but after countless comparison shots, I think the base of the chair/ottoman is better in this version. The other version has much thicker legs – they look out of scale. I like the detail on the Reac version better. Both were about the same price, so I went for this one.

Very exciting!

There’s a long road ahead on this build and design. And budget constraints, of course. So I’m going to try to make some of the ‘recording studio’ pieces. Wish me luck. I have no idea how to do any of it.

Oh, yesterday afternoon, I was about to go out on the porch to get the watering can and who did I see? None other than Amber, the cat-in-heat. At that point in my frustrating day, I was not about to deal with her writhing endlessly on my porch, so I called my neighbors and once again, they came over to get her. They didn’t know she’d escaped. I have to admit, Amber is quick. And she’s in heat. So that makes her even more desperate to take matters into her own hands.

I hope she soon emerges from this state of frenzy. Though she’s adorable, she needs to stay home.

Happy Sunday.

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Filed Under: cats, Don, miniatures, Top Secret Project 48 Comments

As We Head Into The Weekend

July 31, 2015 at 8:07 am by Claudia

For those of you who didn’t see my updates in yesterday’s comment section: the latest on the cat story. Late in the morning, Don remarked that he saw a big male cat headed toward the orange tabby in heat (who was, once again, on our porch). I jumped up, scared him off, and watched our girl continue to rub and writhe and present her hind end as an enticement to our visitor.

I scared the intruder off a second time. And then I called my neighbor, all the while trying to keep their cat on our porch, and told her what was going on. She came over and managed to grab the cat. I didn’t see little Amber the rest of the day, so I assume they’re keeping her indoors. Meanwhile, the male cat came back twice, each time calling for her.

He finally gave up.

Two cats on our property are two cats too many. I don’t want them near our birds.

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The hens and chicks in the garden bed in front of the porch blooms every year. I had to get down to ground level to get this photo. Pretty, don’t you think?

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Don is headed out to spend the weekend at a music festival. This is the kind of festival where there are musicians performing 24 hours a day. I’m exhausted just thinking about it. He’s slotted at 12:15 am – early Sunday morning. He’s taking a sleeping bag, as everyone is camping on site. I can only hope the temperatures drop a bit, so he can sleep well. I’m driving him to a neighboring town this afternoon, where he’s going to meet up with a friend who’s giving him a ride. We’ve only got one car and I can’t be without a car for a whole weekend!

I hope he has a great time!

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This will be a good opportunity to work on the Top Secret Project. Some paint choices need to be made and some more construction needs to be done. I’m really looking forward to learning new techniques as I go about creating the interior.

Today is my mom’s birthday. I miss you, Mom. Happy Birthday.

Happy Friday.

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Thoughts on a Wednesday

July 29, 2015 at 8:42 am by Claudia

Some days are just strange, slightly edgy, a bit frustrating – and sometimes heartbreaking (more on that later). Yesterday was one of those days. Scout was not having a good day, though she’s been fairly spry of late. I’m narrowing the possible reasons why down to this one: when it’s really humid, she simply doesn’t do as well. And it’s incredibly hot and humid out there.

Well, neither do I, so I understand.

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Like my mother before me, who probably passed this particular knee-jerk reaction on to me, I hate spilling things. There’s been a fair amount of spilling going on lately. Don always wonders why I overreact in those situations. Like mother, like daughter, say I.

The car had to be taken in as part of the exhaust system had detached. Hang in there, 2001 Honda. You’re old and rusty, but you’re a real trooper. We love you. We need you to keep it together a bit longer, please.

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Don traveled into the city for an audition – navigating around Manhattan in 90 degree weather – only to have the casting director come out before the audition to warn him that the director (some up and coming theater wunderkind) “probably won’t say anything to you.”

I’ve done my share of auditioning in the past – on both sides of the table – and it costs nothing to be nice and friendly. Nothing. That kind of self-absorbed arrogance really ticks me off. Everyone who steps into that room has spent time preparing the audition, has spent money to travel to the audition (whether it’s by subway or train or bus), and deserves to be treated with respect.

Don’t get me started.

While working on my top-secret miniature project, I made a mistake that I hope I was able to fix. I’m not sure. Fingers crossed. But I was really annoyed with myself.

And then I found myself enraged and sickened by the actions of the Minnesota dentist who killed a beloved lion in Zimbabwe, by luring him out of the protected preserve in which he lived, shooting him with a crossbow, tracking him for hours and hours as he struggled in great pain, finished him off, beheaded him and skinned him. But not before triumphantly posing with his ‘trophy.’ Oh, did I mention that he paid $55,000 for that kill?

I know, believe me, that animals are hurt, hunted, betrayed, abused, every minute of every hour of every day. At times, I find I cannot handle seeing another picture of a neglected or abandoned animal. Sometimes my Facebook feed, because I am a supporter of animal welfare groups and many of my friends are, as well, is too much for me to bear. This one, however, this one, made me so sick to my stomach and so angry that I couldn’t click out of the story. I signed petitions. I went on Yelp’s site to rate his dental practice – thinking that prospective patients might want to know about this dentist’s history of trophy hunting. I did everything I could but personally grab him and wring his neck – and believe me, I felt like doing that yesterday. I feel the same today. And, of course, in the end I’m powerless – all of that activity probably achieved nothing.

I don’t understand this mind set. I don’t understand the mind of a man or woman who needs to prove something to themselves by hunting a beautiful, and many times endangered, animal and then pose with their kill. The only thing they prove is their lack of any sort of moral compass.

Oh, friends, I didn’t mean this to turn into a diatribe of any kind. I’m just heartsick today. The truth is, I’m heartsick about this sort of thing most days. But yesterday’s news sent me off into a tailspin, so much so that when we were watching a movie in the evening and one of the characters abandoned a cat, I couldn’t take it. I went to bed.

We’re fine. There is much to be thankful for. But there is also much sadness in this world.

I’ll close with a hollyhock update.

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Thanks for listening.

Happy Wednesday.

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