On our way back from Verona to Firenze, L and I used the services of a Self Bar, a device known in other parts of the world as a Vending Machine. I was a bit surprised when I fed my coins to see a face which is oddly familiar – why would JFK be represented there? Or am I a victim of the same condition which has people seeing famous faces on stale cheese sandwiches?
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
I have wanted for a while to try to use bleach as paint on fabric; today I noticed that my converse were falling apart, which gave me a good excuse to give it a shot.
The bleach doesn’t immediately corrode the dye, and the delay is a bit tricky to deal with. The other issue, which I expected, is that bleach tends to spread in the fabric, so it’s a bit difficult to keep clean lines.
The issue I had not anticipated is that it corroded the fabric, but also my poor brush, which was balding heavily after a few minutes of this experiment. Time to go plastic.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
We stopped counting fast, but according to people who didn’t, 460 is the number of steps L and I climbed to reach the top of the Firenze Duomo yesterday. It took me a bit to realize that after climbing inside the walls, we were actually walking inside the ceiling – or on top of the inner surface of the ceiling – to finally cross and end on top of the outer ceiling. Tricky!