I went online to get some ideas about flooring and paint schemes, and while I was there, I decided to look for some ideas on how to use all the wine corks we have lying around. We have a serious pile, folks. I was looking for an idea beyond wine cork wreath and wine cork bulletin board that everyone and my mom has suggested. I came across this picture and was inspired:
|It's SO cool. I can totally do this.|
Because we have several high bare walls in our house, I thought: Why not accent one with a big wine cork sculpture? Never mind the implications of how much wine we put away. Other people have contributed to our cork collection. Okay, one other person. Okay, one time.
So last night, I measured the wall, laid out some paper, and got to work creating a design for the wine cork sculpture. I even designed it around the heating vent and the thermostat on the wall I was planning on decorating. It was going to be custom made, and it was going to be awesome.
After drawing, I started laying out the corks. It took me about an hour and a half to get the design down, with some tweaking here and there to get the pattern just right. Finally I was satisfied, and went to bed.
|This. Is. Going. To. Be. Amazing.|
I got up three times in the middle of the night because I was so excited about how great it was going to look.
As soon as the kids got on the bus this morning, I fired up the glue gun, put the iPod on shuffle, and got to work gluing all those suckers together. There were some places where the design needed a little more adjusting, and I realized that I would need to glue it in several separate pieces, but after a couple of hours I was finished.
It was breathtaking. I could not wait to get that thing up on the wall.
I figured I needed to let the glue solidify a little, so I waited. Like five minutes. Good art can’t wait, after all. I totally made that up.
I carefully carried the pieces into the room with the wall and started placing it. I thought I’d use nails to rest it on between the corks. A couple of nails per section should do the trick.
Every time I’d get one piece up, it would fall off the wall as soon as I’d start putting another nail in. As soon as it would fall, it would explode into three-cork sections. I grew increasingly frustrated as the number of nail holes in the wall increased.
I stopped at twelve holes. Then I swore. A lot. Then I put it back on the floor, screwing up my design in the process.
|Just what happened here, exactly?|
I am a failure at wine cork art. I don’t know how I am going to get that thing up on the wall. At least I can peel the hot glue off and use the corks for something else.
Like a wreath, or maybe a bulletin board.