I sent a few of these out last week; jazzlet, CJH, avalus, mail is on its way to you. If you don’t get a box in … a while, let me know. [rq, I messaged you for an address, if you want one let me know where to send it. Yours is already made and is sitting on my kitchen counter]
We’ve finally had a break in the weather for a few days, so the crew jumped on the first bright day to pour the slab.
My friend Jenna sent me a care package of bones. I immediately started putting them in mold boxes and pouring silicone.
An old friend of mine has become a “near vegan househusband” so I thought he could use a slicer.
The frame for the hot forge building has been sitting there, upright and ready for the slab to be poured, and … pouring it’s been. We’ve gotten a tremendous amount of rain this spring.
This is my implementation of an idea that I first encountered from Sandy K. M. who made one for my horse P-nut. It’s an absolutely brilliant thing, and very simple to make.
Resin infusing wood (“stabilizing”) is all the rage in some parts of the knife-maker community. I used to impregnate all my handles with linseed oil and slowly dry them – same effect, just a different polymer.
We can program ourselves to be so scared of something, that it’s a struggle to overcome the programming even when our mind knows that it’s OK. Sticking my hand into the forge and rummaging around is an example of that – I had to force myself to relax and reach inside.
One of the coolest aspects (to me) of mold-making is that we can alter objects in the course of duplicating them.
I’d insert an animated .GIF of MC Hammer doing his thing, but let me try to keep this a bit more sedate.