What a shitty week this has been.
Today wasn't much help, either. It was just the corn on top of a steaming crap sundae. I had a silk screening workshop. I thought it would be fun. Instead, it was a whole lot of work with absolutely nothing worth showing. My hours of meticulous cutting and measuring went unrewarded when the ink refused to pass through the screen. And then, when it seemed I may be able to salvage something, after all, my stencil ripped.
To make matters worse, my screen, when set in the window sill to dry, suicided. It leaped out of the second story window to smash itself on the asphalt below.
At least it didn't hit anyone.
I'm at the Craft School, now. I ought to be working on my heaps and heaps of homework due on Monday, but the Fates are against me. Damn those sisters! They're out to get me. I can't get the wax injector to work. The pressure won't build up, and no one has shown me how to operate the machine. I've tried adjusting the temperature, but that doesn't seem to be doing the trick. I'll just keep checking on it, over the next few hours, and hope that if the heat builds, so might the pressure.
I can't work on my room-temperature moulds, because they need to set for another few hours. I won't be able to start stage two for about another two and a half hours.
The Christmas presents I'm trying to construct are not going well, either. I have a pendant for my sister, and am trying to set an amethyst into it. Unfortunately, the pendant has been cursed. I can't find a way to brace the pendant while setting the stone. The pitch keeps breaking away, no matter how deep I place the pendant. And the engraver's ball gouges the hell out of it, before spitting the pendant back into the air. Blargh!
And the pendant I'm trying to make for my mother-in-law is experiencing the usual soldering woes. I'll redo it. Again.
There sure are plenty of places I'd rather be than here. Baghdad is nice this time of year, right?
Blargh.
Today wasn't much help, either. It was just the corn on top of a steaming crap sundae. I had a silk screening workshop. I thought it would be fun. Instead, it was a whole lot of work with absolutely nothing worth showing. My hours of meticulous cutting and measuring went unrewarded when the ink refused to pass through the screen. And then, when it seemed I may be able to salvage something, after all, my stencil ripped.
To make matters worse, my screen, when set in the window sill to dry, suicided. It leaped out of the second story window to smash itself on the asphalt below.
At least it didn't hit anyone.
I'm at the Craft School, now. I ought to be working on my heaps and heaps of homework due on Monday, but the Fates are against me. Damn those sisters! They're out to get me. I can't get the wax injector to work. The pressure won't build up, and no one has shown me how to operate the machine. I've tried adjusting the temperature, but that doesn't seem to be doing the trick. I'll just keep checking on it, over the next few hours, and hope that if the heat builds, so might the pressure.
I can't work on my room-temperature moulds, because they need to set for another few hours. I won't be able to start stage two for about another two and a half hours.
The Christmas presents I'm trying to construct are not going well, either. I have a pendant for my sister, and am trying to set an amethyst into it. Unfortunately, the pendant has been cursed. I can't find a way to brace the pendant while setting the stone. The pitch keeps breaking away, no matter how deep I place the pendant. And the engraver's ball gouges the hell out of it, before spitting the pendant back into the air. Blargh!
And the pendant I'm trying to make for my mother-in-law is experiencing the usual soldering woes. I'll redo it. Again.
There sure are plenty of places I'd rather be than here. Baghdad is nice this time of year, right?
Blargh.
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Date: 2003-11-29 04:45 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-11-29 06:31 pm (UTC)From:Now, if I can just get anything going right tomorrow at the studio, I'll be partway set....
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Date: 2003-11-29 11:30 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-11-30 06:31 am (UTC)From:Sort of lame-sounding, but they all love it, so it can't be *that* bad. =)
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Date: 2003-11-30 02:45 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-11-29 06:41 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-11-29 11:07 pm (UTC)From:All creative endeavors (silly American, forgetting that elusive "u") are fraught with frustrations. Here's hoping the next week brings more success!
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Date: 2003-11-29 11:36 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-11-30 09:13 am (UTC)From: