There's something so wrong with this plaster man that i made a wax one last night to compare it. Yes its very wrong. And it cannot be renovated. So i cut off its arms. OK now i think its head got to go too. Crikey its a devastation with the angle grinder & the Big Chisel & chunks flyin everwhere.
Moved my most precious possessions into the studio last nite. My welder & the magic electronic hat that i got recently to weld in. This is a very trusting thing to do as did i mention these are my most preciousssss possessions. So hell i better get there this evening & make sure they are still there. Oh, and do some welding maybe, just some o that stuff you do in yr studio, not that i ever had one before i wouldn't really know. In other people's studios tho i have sat about drinking, so that could be another activity i can do there.
Bought a bunch of steel today. The slowest man in Australia cut it for me. I mentioned he wasn't the fastest bloke they had, to somebody there & apparently he's on medication which has really slowed him down. Well thats OK then, i'm glad it ain't me. Count your blessings, mum used to say.
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