This summer, my wife bought me some lovely wooden bowls at a yard sale. I was looking for a place to park some basil seedlings at the same time and so they became (with some drilled drainage holes) planters.
But, after at the end of summer, I noticed a crack in one. And, being obsessed with kintsugi, I decided to take a crack at a version involving epoxy and glow in the dark powder (up to this point, I hadn’t even realized that glow in the dark powder was a thing, let alone a cheap thing, and now I keep seeing uses for it everywhere).
Allow me to point out that I know next to nothing about kintsugi or the cultural underpinnings. I do, however, think it looks awesome. The same with wabi-sabi. I can tell you what an American definition might be, but as far as understanding the relevance to the Japanese culture, not so much.
But I do like the patina of age and wear, and use and brokenness that the things that I own tend to have. I like how it speaks to the impermanence and imperfection of the world ad, to a greater extent, me and my physical form. And I like things that glow in the dark. A lot.
I cleaned out the joint with a dremel and then mixed some epoxy with the glow in the dark powder. I have no idea what ratio I used. I dumped it until it looked good. I’d measure it next time. I let it cure overnight, cleaned it with some oil soap and brought it inside:
And here – a long exposure in a dark room to show off the lovely blue glow that it has at night.