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I don't know what it's called, but I think of it as "People Who, if You Saw them Coming, You'd Gladly Cross a Busy Street in the Middle of the Block to Avoid, Get Their Hair Done"
The last one was showing signs of wear, and it was bright yellow. Not really me.
So I made this new one out of cord from LL Bean that's made for stringing decoys together. It's camo green and appears to be really tough, braided nylon cord. Cutting down on all that chroma is certainly a relief. And this one is unencumbered by innertube rubber, as well.
I harvested this bit of endoskeleton from a discarded shampoo bottle. It's sewn in, and gives the center section just enough structure that it doesn't collapse when you put the camera into its slot.
In a conflict such as this, who would win? I'll tell you. Nobody wins! Why oh why can't sharks and wolverines sit down, discuss their differences, and come to a reasonable agreement that takes both viewpoints into consideration? Otherwise, the inevitable carnage and devastation will result in such a senseless waste. [sob]
Right before I got the titanium screw in my upper jaw. I've got photos of the impressions that they made of my mouth the day before, but I found myself reluctant to put them up on the web for strange, paranoid, identity-theft reasons. Like they're always identifying the body through dental records?
The procedure involved general anesthesia (hence the surgical wardrobe). I don't remember a thing. Mary's concerned that this was excessive -- she had a similar operation a few years ago, and was just fine with a local. She's got a point -- general anesthesia has added risks and expense associated with it. On the other hand, it's done, I'm fine, it's healing well, and I don't remember a thing.
I'm on a soft-food diet for the next few days. I got this Asian Jello Dessert from Delicieuse Princesse Bakery. Very pretty. I've been seeing these things in their cooler for years now. The flavors are Leaf, Coconut and Purple. I thought if I was ever going to try this, it should be this week. I found it texturally unsettling. Yuk.
First decoration for my new office. And here's a plant that a client brought me. I don't know how I'll keep it healthy, what with the no natural light and four hours of fluorescent tube-light per week.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Met Mary, Cathy, Richard & Ahn-Thu at Harvey's in Castro. Dinner with all but Cathy at Sausage Factory, then see new premier of Fruit Fly. Mary, Ahn-thu & I all got up on stage after fruity post-film q&a. Pictured Left to Right: Interviewer Guy, Female lead L.A. Renigen, Writer/director actor H.P. Mendoza, Cinematographer Richard Wong, and some chap whose name I didn't catch.
This prayerwheel that I made for Al Green is moving to Andrew & BA's new house. These photos are from before the move. The piece comes apart into two pieces, as shown. It looks to me like moving this won't be too much of a problem. We'll need a moving blanket to wrap the post, and another one for the wheel. The wheel could use a good greasing, but it still turns just fine.
The video is of a prayerwheel at my house, festooned with Tibetan prayer flags, a treatment that I'd like Andrew & BA to consider for their wheel. I assume that prayer flags are still readily available in Berkeley. They weather nicely, and add motion.
I make the teeth for my crocheted hammerhead shark puppet/potholders out of white silicone sealant. Here's how it's done. The yellow thing that I'm squeezing the silicone onto is a polyethylene pallet that's made for mixing Bondo on. I got it at an auto-paint supply shop.
I'm going to let this row of teeth set up for a little while and then, after the surface has skinned over a bit, I'll do another row of teeth, Because sharks have a LOT of teeth.
Once the silicone has cured, it can be carefully peeled off the palette, and glued in place with more silicone.
Here's two sets of teeth and two sets of eyeballs.
Big hatch over the river this morning. I love the collective motion of the swarming bugs in the air. I wonder how much biomass that represented. I wonder what sense(s) the bugs use to coordinate the swarming motion. I wonder why there weren't a bunch of bug-eating birds feasting on them. That seemed like an oversight in the Mother Nature's Big Interconnected Web of Life department.
Underneath this action, Mary was feeding a pair of ducks at the shore. She didn't play favorites. Each duck got as much hamburger bun as the other. I shouted encouragement.
"Look out, you guys! She's thinking a l'Orange!"
"She wants to show you her gingerbread house!"
"She's gonna take you home, sew you together and try to make you into a cat!"
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