Tuesday, June 19, 2012

An old ballet slipper

I never took ballet as a girl but ballet slippers have always held a sort of romantic mystique for me. Even I, who would gather earthworms, make mud pies, and walk through cemeteries was not beyond leaping and twirling, quite certain I could be a prima ballerina.

Those pretty shoes and the graceful ladies jumping about in them were (are!) a wonder. Is it so hard to believe that a pair of pixies might take up residence in one?

The moon, ladybird and toadstools are handmade from paperclay. The pixies and butterfly are cut from paper. The night sky is made from painted old book pages and gleaming with glittery goodness. The acorn and moss are natural. The measuring tape is vintage. Phew!