Continuing my sewing room "theme" of trying to incorporate little bits of Heather Bailey's Pop Garden wherever I can, I decided to cut out one precious Pop Daisy and use it to makeover a wall clock. This clock had been sitting around unused for the last few years or so and as the wake-the-dead alarm clock I was using in the sewing room had failed me previously (I assure you it was the clock's fault that I was late picking up Mr. Skooks from work last week - ahem), I decided it was time to take the wall clock out of hiding.
Here's how it went down.
I took all the notable pieces apart. The front "glass" (aka plastic) face, the hands, and then I pulled out the cardboard backing (which cracked in half as I was removing it . . . sweet). I taped the cardboard back together and used it to carefully trace around my daisy as well as mark the hole for the clock hands.
All of this went off without a hitch.
Then I thought, you know . . . I haven't used this clock in years . . . I wonder if it still works? So I tested it out with a fresh battery and Hurray! It was working great. I took it apart again.
I used spray adhesive for the first time and WOAH. I really didn't know that stuff came out kind of THICK, let's say . . . so already I was off to a globby start.
In the end, it was ok-ish. I just smoothed my fabric down over the adhesive as best as I could. I figured this wouldn't be a biggie much anyway and once it was up on the wall I'm sure I wouldn't notice.
I popped the fabric covered piece back into the clock frame. No turning back now . . . remember how I cracked it when I tried to remove it the first time? I did a pretty good job of getting it straight in there, I think.
Then came the clock hands. Remember how I was SUPER SMART and tested the clock to make sure it worked before I cut into my precious fabric? Well, you will simply not believe this, but I put the hands back on and the thing did not STINKIN' work.
So I monkeyed with it a bit. And then I monkeyed with it a bit more. And finally I got it to work again.
I was down to my final step . . . all I had left to do was pop the plastic face into the frame and screw the pieces back together. And wouldn't you just KNOW it, but I broke that stupid plastic face while I was tightening THE LAST SCREW.
So hmm . . . well. I decided a faceless clock was better than nothing, so I hung it up anyway. And NOW I remember why we took it off the wall in the first place. It is DEAFENINGLY LOUD as that second hand TICK TICK TICKS around.
I guess it will help me realize the passage of time while I'm sewing away now, hey? That was sort of the objective, right?
You're right . . . no it wasn't.