(or how I woke up one day and loved brass and tried desperately to learn the technology needed to tell you so.)
Excuse the mess as I learn how to use WordPress and add new features to my new word home. Back to the brass.
When I was young I didn’t like brass items. Hard to believe, I know, but they tarnished to what I saw as a lifelessly dull patina. Then, you had to use Brasso (a wonderful and terrifying product all at the same time) to polish them. They’d be shiny for a while and then you’d have to polish them all over again. Or, they had a coating on them so they never aged. Part of me liked this while thinking it was unnatural and boring.
One day in the not too distant past, I realized you could do this:
Not only could you bend and manipulate it, but you could make it brown or black with the use of nifty science stuff I do not understand. Or, you could use a much more environmentally friendly method with home ingredients and baking to look like this:
Even better you could paint, ink, stain, or wax it any way you want so that no two pieces are ever alike if you don’t want them to be.
The shiny can sometimes seem too shamelessly bold and the antiqued can seem dated; just like us as we move through our life span.