There’s a silver tealight holder you can buy with the Oxford skyline on it
Two years ago Gareth saw it and declared he wanted one with King’s college Chapel, and the porter’s lodge.
I did my best to finish it for Christmas, but you know that thing where you realise that yes, you could finish this thing for Christmas, but it would probably kill you, and you would kill someone else, and then you would be too tired from all the stress and Grumpiness and gratuitous slaughtering of innocent bystanders to actually enjoy Christmas?
Well, that happened, and I didn’t even get the basic wall cut out. (drafting it had taken me a week)
I mean it would help if the habitual minimalist hadn’t suddenly decided he wanted the most ridiculous frilly wedding cake of a building rendering in miniature silver – I mean, the thing is testament to having more money than sense in the stonemasonry budget. (he lived in the sixties concrete block concealed within the frilly bits, but did he want the concrete block? NO, because the concrete block would have been too easy. GIt)
Anyway, after about thirty hours or so of drilling and piercing, I’ve got this far, and I’m not entirely happy with it.
I’ve accidentally cut through the (much simplified) tracery on one of the towers, and it’s so delicate I’m ever so slightly terrified of trying to solder a repair. And bits of it are wonky. And you can see the drill holes (I wouldn’t be surprised if the Oxford one was laser cut) Actaully I’m completely terrified of doing any soldering on it at all, I’m seriously contemplating just bending it round the glass inner and telling him it’s new wave deconstructionalist silversmithing, that it’s a very avant-garde new technique I’ve used to counterpoint the delicacy of the gothic frippery. He’s completely bamboozled by artspeak so I reckon he’s buy it.
It needs about two weeks of careful filing before I even contemplate any solder though, and his birthday is in less than a week.
So Guess what Gareth isn’t getting for his birthday?