This post is all over the place. I am not sure why, but lets just go with it. Consider yourself warned.
When I was sprucing up my patio, I knew I want some kind of funky art. I have been hoarding this Tiki mask for MONTHS. Court was confused and a little, well, nervous, when I told him there was no way on God’s green earth I was selling it at the Hoard Sale. (The actual plan was to paint it and put it in my kitchen, we will see if that ever happens…)
So we have the Tiki mask and the theme of Summer. And for some reason the first thing that I think of when I hear “SUMMER!!!” is Grease. I don’t know why. Its a gift and a treasure, in one John Travolta-Hip Thrusting- Music Filled package.
Here is the internal conversation with Me, Myself, and I (you should know that Myself is the one that thinks through the way readers will react to things. Sometimes Myself is on vacation…like when I write posts like “Craigslist Etiquette is for Suckers” and it makes people feel the need to tell me that I have no morals. But usually she is right here with me.
Me: Hmmm.. Patio. Decorating. Art. Summer.
I: Don’t forget we have that awesome Tiki Mask
Myself: Some people commented on FB that the Tiki mask has bad Ju-ju and you shouldn’t put it in your house. Whatever Ju-ju is.
Me: Well, maybe we should put it outside.
I: Maybe it will protect against the feral cats that crap on the lawn? Or the Feral teenagers that keep jacking our stuff.
Myself: You cant say feral teenagers, that will anger people. They are children of God, just trying to find their way.
Me: Focus you two. Sheesh. So we have Tiki. We have summer.
I: Summer lovin, had me a blast.
Me: Ohh ohh what if we make it look like the mask is singing?! Such a good idea.
I: I love that! He could be singing Summer Lovin and have kisses all over his face!
Myself: Summer Lovin is probably not the best phrase since it promotes teenage sexual behavior, and we already have a wayward teenager issue.
Me: Dude. No one is going to take it like that.
Myself: Do you want to end up on a blogger bashing forum? Find something a little bit more appropriate.
I: How about But, Oh. Those Summer Nights?
Me: Fine with me.
Myself: It still a little risky, but if people get upset then they need a life. Plus most teenagers nowadays probably haven’t seen Grease. Lets do it.
Now who has said they want to live in my head? Its a bit crowded friends.
Dyl has become the resident watercolor specialist in the Gubler casa. I wish I could take credit for this project but it was 95% her.
I cut the words out with my Silhouette (the font I used is Nova Solid) and stuck them to a scrap piece of 1/8” ply that I had in my garage.
I didn’t want them to be perfectly lined up, so instead of using transfer tape I peeled of each letter and place it individually.
Once I had the letters down I drew a rough circle around them to mark where I wanted the wood painted (you can see it in the picture below) and then I gave Dylan free reign with her watercolors (I know that watercolors are not permanent but it was the loose watery look that I was going for.)
She had so much fun mixing and painting. I love when you get out of the way and give kids permission to let whatever is inside of them to come out.
Then I let Dylan peel of the vinyl. This was probably her favorite part, she was amazed that the letters were still there! I am pretty sure if there was a job just doing this, it would be the most gratifying job in the world.
As far as the kissy mask goes, I just free handed lips onto the mask with plain old acrylic craft paint. I did contemplate putting it on my lips and then kissing him but Myself got the better of me.
I hung the board on the house (one of the upsides of Stucco) with small finishing nails in each corner and then hung Mr.. Tiki Man on with a nail. Not a big to do, but it works.
I love that Dylan did this, I love that it looks so fun, and I love that the Tiki Man is going to scare away all of the feral teenagers. (Sorry Myself, I just had to throw it in there.)
Hope you guys have an amazing Memorial Day!