Thursday, August 13, 2009

Disenmarked

I found that most of those marks i spent the day making on the big fella didn't really make much mark. Its a funny thing, foundry work. Once you sandblast the whole thing you suddenly realise the marks u made are not what u had thought they were. The extra shine it gets when you whack it tends to double the intensity of what you think u did. Sandblasting knocks it back to matt & there you have half -or less- of the mark you thought you had made. Eh, life's hard innit. Theres a metaphor for it in there somewhere as well.
Anyway times short so i surrendered the big bronze man to the big foundry man, bless his heart, who took it on & killed it in short order. I went back today & there he is, finished.
Reckoned he was fine but then I picked his nose as a bit i wasn't sure about (i have a distinct aversion to looking these big sculptures in the face & only do it at the last minute to find usually some drastic bloody issue i should have dealt with a month earlier. Argh.)
So i went & got his face from my studio, its the only surviving bit, since i did the face in plaster. Currently I have 2 faces in a bucket in the boot of the car & i'll take them to the foundry & compare to the bronze. Heh its funny to have 2 faces in a bucket. Heh.

It looks like i left it too late to choose some junk & cover it in silver foil to enter the Crap Small Sculpture Prize by 5pm tomorrow, unless they have some online entry form. Doubt it. Anyway i guess not having the Trouble Ahead is probably just as well. Who wants to live in interesting times?

I did find the junk though. Seek n ye shall find, the Lord provides. Just now, in a huge dumpster, while i walked down the shop, i found some wood offcuts in there, about 3m long. Like fence palings. But anyway i can fix the backyard fence with them, so they won't go to waste.

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