Timing is everything.

You know what really sucks, having a great idea or an amazing opportunity present itself at a time when you can’t act on it or do a damn thing about it. That really sucks. It’s like having an amazing idea for a story in your dreams but waking up and not being able to recall any part of it all all. Or getting an offer for a piece of equipment you desperately need when you’re committed to going away, and are heading out the door as you get the notification. D’oh! Damn. Double damn!

There are worse things, of course, but that kind of thing can really rankle. Although if you have time on your side you can sidle up to things you want at really random times. You might even stumble into a fantastic opportunity by just being somewhere at a useful time. Time. Such a funny, fickle thing. It can kill you, if you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time, or lift you up if you’re in the right place at the right time, or toy with you with right place wrong time, or right time at the wrong place, and seeing incredible things pass you by.

Just an awkward thought I was having while washing my kids Taekwon do outfit, and finding a new, huge stain that the machine has put there. I’ve tried three washes, at three temperatures, with pre-treatment, and stain removers, and no such luck getting rid of it as of yet. Such is life.

Was it something I wrote?

Not gonna lie, big shock to see the amount of traffic that came by here yesterday. Nice to see, but just goes to show I have no idea what anybody likes, or enjoys about my blog posts. Though: I will say this, anything to do with wood working will get at least a handful of views. Maybe not the day of, but eventually it will. That much I know. So, there is that.

I don’t have any immediate wood shop plans, except to make myself a smallish air brush painting cowl, that I can wrap in plastic, and run a vacuum out the back to trap any overspray. I don’t think the build will be very interesting, or complicated, so I don’t,  as of yet, plan to document it. The reason for the build is that I finally broke down and ordered specific air brush paints. So instead of painting into a cardboard box, like I used to do, I’ll make a sturdier wooden box, lined in plastic, and with a plastic hose adapter embedded in it to contain the mists. It’ll be covered by an open cell foam pad to soak up particles, that can be replaced. But I don’t forsee myself suddenly becoming a painter of many things. I have my busts to do, and a few miniatures laying around to finish up, and then it’ll sit in the closet for a long while. Actually I bought Fantasy Series Two from a kickstarter that hasn’t released yet, so when those 200 models show up, the air brush & cowl will get some serious use. I call it a cowl because it’s so small, and not quite a full booth. Semantics I suppose. Cowl sounds cooler than spray booth to my ears.

On the sculpted bust front my Hellboy is coming along. Trying to take my time with this one. I had done an interesting bust of him several years ago, which I was hoping to recreate, but the armature was incorrect, so now I’m doing just a head and neck version. It’s a work in progress, and still needs a fair amount of work. Like reshaping the planes of the face, smoothing, texturing, adding hair and a pony tail. Pores and veins, and whatever else that can make this as high quality as I can manage right now.

It still seems oddly flat in the face, so I think the planes are off. Probably needs to be drawn more front to back, from nose to mandible. I need to consult my physiology reference books to see where I went wrong. But it looks like an angry guy with horn nubs on his forehead, so I have that going for me. The red Sculpey feels more like oil clay, which while icky, feels like a return to Chavant. I dig it. Now I wish I had bought more of it. It was like $10 cheaper than any kind of Super Sculpey. And that’s something that I can really get behind.

Already have some work lined up for this week, which is always good to know. That’s it for now. Take care out there. Ciao Bella!