A while ago, I auctioned off a “winner’s choice” gooby. So, here it is:
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A while ago, I auctioned off a “winner’s choice” gooby. So, here it is:
This is a little thing I made for Crip Dyke. [pervert]
I was making some notes for myself, and decided to share them. Why not?
I don’t like to paint. Yet, so many times, I start a project the ends with a couple of coats of paint.
I took a couple days off and worked slowly on the high-intensity parts like re-shaping the top curve. I measured and the sawz-all was giving me about 3″/minute and my forearms and hands would start cramping after about 15 minutes. All in all, it was not too bad (good grip strength exercise!) but it was hardly what I would call “fun.”
Wednesday got weird.
Plan B, it was.
Q’s van has one really nice feature: it’s long.
Schedules have been squishing around, here. Q was planning on showing up next week but was free now, so he arrived last night. I had a beer and he fried some fungus [chicken of the woods] he picked up in Moshannon state park and we schemed a bit. Having had the experience of nearly crapping myself to death after eating a wild mushroom, I had some heat and eat curry and rice while I watched him prepare his doom.
One of my favorite parts of a project is the final assembly. It’s so gratifying when all the pieces come together and you see your vision, radiant and complete.