I love my dentist's office. You might think that's a strange thing to say, but the people that work there are lovely, and there's no guilt! Beyond treating patients like adults, they were really nice and collected some old tools for me to use for sculpting.
Today I picked up a handful of "new" (old, but clean) tools!
Yeah.. think of these next time you go to the dentist
They said that the tools are too dull to use on teeth anymore, but they're plenty sharp for my purposes. I'm not sure how I'll use them yet, but I'm pretty excited to try them out!
Do you know what happens when you make a blog without a CAPTCHA? You get hundreds of spam-filled comments in an hour!
I almost feel like I've achieved something- like my blog is somehow more real, more legitimate, now that it's gotten spammed with links to niche fetish sites.
That said, I don't appreciate the attack on my blog. IP's have been banned, a basic CAPTCHA has been added, and HTML has been disabled in comments (yay Nils!). Anti-bot measures will be updated as appropriate, but for now the math should do the trick (it's 18!).
So- although we're pretty quick to find the bad stuff and get rid of it, there's a chance you might see something fishy in the comments (links I post are safe.) Just use common sense and don't click any links for granny porn :)
Now that I know who the artist is I have the awkward task of asking if it's OK for me to use his (or WotC's?) character as a reference. Not something you want to do after you've started!
Fortunately I haven't done any work on the figurine specific to the character (costume, makeup, etc), so it won't be hard to make a different bad-ass vampire if necessary.
Edit: Got a reply! "It's all good to me. You go ahead and sculpt away ;)" Huzzah!
In other news, I've been home sick all week. I got bored at some point and made a bag that fits my bike box, but that's about it. I mostly shuffled around with tissues feeling sorry for myself. Better now!
My mother is Swedish and did a wonderful job keeping Swedish traditions alive in our home growing up. One of my favorite traditions is the Easter decoration Påskris - "Påsk" meaning "Easter", and "ris" meaning "twigs." As a child I thought of it as a sort of Easter Christmas tree- a "tree" of pussy willow branches or other twigs, decorated with feathers, hollow eggs, and Easter Witches (another Swedish Easter tradition). Now I see it as a beautiful, nostalgic symbol of Spring.
I spent about $20 on supplies- about 90% of which went
towards the pussy willow. As lovely as they are, I may cut back on the
willow and supplement the bunch with some good old twigs next time due
to the cost. I had the silver wire and the milk jug on hand, so the rest of the
project was pretty cheap. I used striped and rust colored feathers
rather than the more common reds, pinks, blues and yellows.
Vase (or milk bottle, in my case)
The assembly is pretty simple: Attach feathers to twigs. Put twigs in container. Hide Påskris from cats.
I attached the feathers by cutting pieces of wire about 3
inches long and coiling the wire around the feathers and sections of
the branches. Since I don't have the pretty eggs or witches my mom
would hang up my Påskris looks pretty simple. I spruced it up a bit with some pretty ribbon around the
jug and coils of silver wire around the branches.
Edit with some authentic, Swedish input from my mom: Another branch that Swedes
use is birch. The branches are not green so the colorful feathers look
with the branches. Later on, if the branches stay in water long enough
green leaves will sprout and that's especially nice if there's still
The finished Påskris - pussy willow, silver wire, and feathers
The branches can be left to dry, or put in water to flower. Since this is the first time I've done it myself, I decided to keep them in water to see what happens and how long they will last. In the future I'll probably dry them out so that I can use the same branches the following year. Or I guess I could decorate a tree.
Sculpting continues at a slow, slow pace! Here's the progress after last week's Snackluck. My armature got a torso and a wee bit of leg. The new head looks way better than the old one and got some ears. It's been interesting trying to sculpt the body to look like it's held in clothes (yes, I'm taking about boobs) so she looks a bit top heavy at the moment. I'm hoping she'll look a bit more natural- or at least intentional- once she has some clothes on.
You can see the illustration I working off on in that first picture. I still don't know who drew it since I found it posted on a random MtG forum, but I know it's going to be one of the new cards, so I'll find out eventually. Soon I'll be attaching the head to the torso so I can do the first round of baking. The clay can take multiple bakes, so we're doing it piece by piece. Head and torso, arms and legs (below the knee, for me), hair, horns, clothing.. all that fun stuff. In the meanwhile, I continue to lose the fight against dirty clay. It's seriously impossible to keep this stuff clean all the time.
Here's a glimpse of the kitchen as it is now. Mmm turquoise. I'm really liking the color. Behind me would be the unpainted fridge wall so we're going to stay looking in this direction.
One reason I post this is to show my dad the fruit basket I hung last week. I called him looking for ways to find a stud in the ceiling. I don't have a stud finder so his advice was to use a very narrow, long nail and carefully poke around 16 inches from the edge of the ceiling. In my infinite wisdom I decided that the smallest drill bit I had was similar to the nail. I made a hole or two before I decided there wasn't a stud in the vicinity and ended up waiting until I could get a toggle bolt. I returned from the hardware store the next day, triumphantly wielding a fancy hook for stud-less installation (I bailed on the toggle bolt), and when I went to install it I hit a stud... right where I was told it was going to be. I didn't hit it the first time because the drill bit was just so short- hence needing a long, thin nail.
My lesson had many parts: buy a cheap stud finder, be more patient, and father's always right.
Now I'm off to wonderful Boston for the weekend to meet some friends and enjoy PAX-East tomfoolery!