Note: Several, variously scripted, specs depending on distance and risk of tool used. It's fun though. But very slow. My mind is good for only a short time each day. Bottles are weighting a pasted piece, waiting for secure adhesion. I guess you can't see all the glasses, only the stems hanging down. Setting up photos is not for the trembling finger set. I gotta admit, though, photoing is more rewarding than actually doing the cutting and pasting. Quicker and no sharp edges involved. Nor sticky gluey fingers.
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Also researching and experimenting with different kinds of attachment products. PVA/white glue, ie. Elmer's, Fabric tape, Scrappy tape, Gorilla glue, etc. That's kind of fun too. May invest in a self-healing cutting mat soon. Need to get my table cleaned off first, and that is a dream for the invisible future.
See, what I'm doing here is poking at the art work for a while, eating something, writing about it on the blog, bathroom break, aaaand repeat. ad nauseam.
Fuckety fuck. Just spent an hour rooting through junk filled boxes looking for my staple refills. Found a lot of forgotten crap, but the staples were in the last place I looked. Just my luck. Wouldn't you know it? Why does everything happen to me? Whine.
Smiley face, laughing out loud. Making fun of me. Got no emojis on here.
Staples worked good on two layers of cardboard. Don't know how far they went b/c not all the way through. Holding so far.
Went for a walk. Glorious day. The tussling breeze lifts my hair off my sweaty head. Walked all the way around, plus a side trip. Farthest in months. Got credit on my counter for 343 steps. I'm not gonna argue with it. I know how far I went.
1 comment:
Keep sharing progress. This post and photos are cool.
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