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WIP Wednesday: Lore of the Vampire Part II

After deliberating for a few days, I decided the optic lens wasn't right for the feel of this piece. I grabbed by last bit of Aves Apoxie Clay and created two moon shapes.

While they cured, I put some of my favorite chunky vintage-style glass glitter into a plastic bowl and added Ranger Alcohol Ink in Pitch Black. I stirred the ink into the glitter but the color wasn't black, it was more of a purple. I added Teakwood and Indigo and stirred until I was happy with the color. I let it dry.


Once the moons cured, I added two coats of white acrylic paint.


While the paint dried, I added Distress Collage Medium (matte) to the inside corners of the coffin. I added the dry glitter and pressed it into place. I dumped out the excess glitter onto waxed paper and transferred it back into the plastic bowl. The bits of brown in the glitter make me think it is grave soil.

I played around with Distress Stains in Hickory Smoke, Brushed Pewter, and Picket Fence until the moon looked just right.

On a whim, I took a clean chopstick and snapped it in half. The pointy part was going to become my stake, but it needed to be pointier. Who knew I could whittle? I carefully used a pair of scissors to whittle away the wood to a finer point. Once finished, I added Distress Stain in Walnut Stain.

As I dry fitted the moon onto the background, it seemed to clean so I dabbed on Distress Ink in Antique Linen and a bit of Vintage Photo.

With everything dry, I used E-6000 to glue the moon in place and put a bit on the backside of the stake and held it in place until it was pretty well set.


Next, I need to glue on a crucifix and create a bottle of holy water...should be an interesting week!

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