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Posted 16 years agoI just registered for Furry Weekend Atlanta
for next March 2010 and reserved a room
as well. Maybe by THEN I'll have the fursuit
done, but I'm not counting on it.
for next March 2010 and reserved a room
as well. Maybe by THEN I'll have the fursuit
done, but I'm not counting on it.
Waiting for parts....sigh
Posted 16 years agoPerhaps you saw the bike I'm working on.
For fun mostly, not serious transportation.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2498755
Well right now it's pretty much on hold while
I wait for a new front wheel that will
accept a disk brake and a dual cable brake
lever that will allow me to apply both brakes
at once. Right now it's rideable, but it
essentially has no brakes at all. That rear
drum brake is pretty feeble. They're coming
from Canada, so I guess they're going to
be packed in a protective coating of maple
syrup and moose hair.
For fun mostly, not serious transportation.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2498755
Well right now it's pretty much on hold while
I wait for a new front wheel that will
accept a disk brake and a dual cable brake
lever that will allow me to apply both brakes
at once. Right now it's rideable, but it
essentially has no brakes at all. That rear
drum brake is pretty feeble. They're coming
from Canada, so I guess they're going to
be packed in a protective coating of maple
syrup and moose hair.
Last night's nightmare..
Posted 16 years agoSo last night I dreamed I had died and
it was at my funeral. The pall bearers
and all the attendees were anthropomorphic
squirrels. As I was jolted awake by the sound
of that first shovelful of dirt hitting my casket,
I realized that since I'm being buried by
squirrels, I must be nuts.
it was at my funeral. The pall bearers
and all the attendees were anthropomorphic
squirrels. As I was jolted awake by the sound
of that first shovelful of dirt hitting my casket,
I realized that since I'm being buried by
squirrels, I must be nuts.
Celebrate? The State of the Gay Union Stinks
Posted 16 years agoIt’s that time of year when queers hold
barbecues and parades, and lift their
Cosmopolitans to the dykes and drag
queens that helped start the modern
LGBT movement. Our institutions honor
an activist or two, usually a jovial sort that
won’t offend any of their funders, and point
to Barney Frank, Ellen, Rachel Maddow,
queers marrying in Massachusetts, and
then declare, “Yes, we’ve come a long way.”
Right, I say. Take a whiff. The state of the gay
union stinks. Young queers are still swamped
by hate, targeted by schoolmates, Sunday Schools, censorious families — and when they aren’t the
direct objects of violence, often do violence to
themselves. Transgendered women are
slaughtered in the streets. Dykes are beaten
by cops, and no one comes to our aid.
All last year, our “friends” in the Democratic
Party ran a presidential campaign erasing
queers whenever possible. Obama courted
the evangelical vote campaigning with the
likes of ex-gay gospel singer Donnie McClurkin,
preaching hell for queers, and bigot Kirbyjon C
aldwell.
The homophobia and hate sewn by these
creatures is reaped in violence and ignorance
and HIV. Queers of color are getting infected
in huge numbers at home. Abroad, where our
global HIV/ AIDS programs haven’t recovered
from Bush, we endorse homophobes like Rick
Warren, Obama’s inaugural prayer-giver, that
have established entire empires of anti-gay hate encouraging people to pray away their disease,
and keep “clean” by promoting abstinence,
burning condoms, and viciously targeting gay men.
We’ve won same-sex marriage in a few states.
In most states, however, such rights are increasingly banned and, in the anti-gay process, queers are
thrown back into a repeat of Reagan’s culture war.
The biggest difference in today’s anti-gay campaigns
is how they increasingly target minority communities, putting LGBT people of color at greater risk. Efforts
like that expose the failure of LGBT programs that
have written off immigrant and minority communities
as irrelevant, irredeemable, or perhaps, unprofitable.
Most recently, the administration of our “fierce
defender” Barack Obama submitted a brief to a
federal court arguing that gay marriage would
certainly lead to child abuse and incest. They even
wrote, “The public policy doctrine, which has long
recognized the sovereign authority of the States
to decline to give effect to the laws of a sister
State at variance with their own legitimate public
policy.” What? Could they possibly be saying it
was a good thing that states once had the right
not to acknowledge interracial marriages?
Talk about depravity. What are queers waiting
for? A colossal mouth to appear outside our
windows yelling, “WAKE THE FUCK UP! WHERE’S YOUR PRIDE? OR YOUR SENSE OF SELF-PRESERVATION?”
We should riot again. We should send packages
of cow patties to the White House saying, “Return to sender.” We should think of Lawrence King or Duanna Johnson and block traffic at courthouses until we see
justice done. And we should imagine what it is we really want. Freedom is more powerful than health insurance, marriage, or even a vote. A rigged election may have
gotten protesters out on the street in Iran, but it was
the attempt to squash even their freedom to protest
that kept them there.
When did our dreams of liberation give way to sterile demands for equality? How did equality deteriorate into piecemeal campaigns for legal rights like same-sex marriage, which we largely support by wishful thinking
and donations to the “Human” Rights Campaign fund?
What stops us queers from leaving our houses and protesting? An election was stolen in 2000, and all we
did was send a few angry emails. This president campaigned with a mouth full of narcotic promises.
He was elected with lies and is trying to set legal
precedents that will keep us in the gutter, where his
deeds declare we belong. How long will we excuse
his scorn as political tactics or mere mistakes? How
long will we vote for Democrats who time after time
declare the best policy is to wait? How long will we
finance ineffective, racist lobbyists completely out
of touch with the communities they are supposed to represent?
Long-time activist Cleve Jones is calling for a
March on Washington in October. Why not? We
need a new beginning. Even now, we should focus
on the spirit of Stonewall, not all the nebulous accomplishments since. It’s time to celebrate
change itself. That terrifying and miraculous thing
that arrives sometimes after years of labor,
sometimes like a tsunami.
Excerpted from Vol 8 issue 13 of the Gay City News
Not my words, but I agree with every one of them.
I think it's time for ANOTHER stonewall riot.
Being nice and asking "Pretty Please" just gets
us lip service and talk is cheap. Up against
the wall motherfuckers!
barbecues and parades, and lift their
Cosmopolitans to the dykes and drag
queens that helped start the modern
LGBT movement. Our institutions honor
an activist or two, usually a jovial sort that
won’t offend any of their funders, and point
to Barney Frank, Ellen, Rachel Maddow,
queers marrying in Massachusetts, and
then declare, “Yes, we’ve come a long way.”
Right, I say. Take a whiff. The state of the gay
union stinks. Young queers are still swamped
by hate, targeted by schoolmates, Sunday Schools, censorious families — and when they aren’t the
direct objects of violence, often do violence to
themselves. Transgendered women are
slaughtered in the streets. Dykes are beaten
by cops, and no one comes to our aid.
All last year, our “friends” in the Democratic
Party ran a presidential campaign erasing
queers whenever possible. Obama courted
the evangelical vote campaigning with the
likes of ex-gay gospel singer Donnie McClurkin,
preaching hell for queers, and bigot Kirbyjon C
aldwell.
The homophobia and hate sewn by these
creatures is reaped in violence and ignorance
and HIV. Queers of color are getting infected
in huge numbers at home. Abroad, where our
global HIV/ AIDS programs haven’t recovered
from Bush, we endorse homophobes like Rick
Warren, Obama’s inaugural prayer-giver, that
have established entire empires of anti-gay hate encouraging people to pray away their disease,
and keep “clean” by promoting abstinence,
burning condoms, and viciously targeting gay men.
We’ve won same-sex marriage in a few states.
In most states, however, such rights are increasingly banned and, in the anti-gay process, queers are
thrown back into a repeat of Reagan’s culture war.
The biggest difference in today’s anti-gay campaigns
is how they increasingly target minority communities, putting LGBT people of color at greater risk. Efforts
like that expose the failure of LGBT programs that
have written off immigrant and minority communities
as irrelevant, irredeemable, or perhaps, unprofitable.
Most recently, the administration of our “fierce
defender” Barack Obama submitted a brief to a
federal court arguing that gay marriage would
certainly lead to child abuse and incest. They even
wrote, “The public policy doctrine, which has long
recognized the sovereign authority of the States
to decline to give effect to the laws of a sister
State at variance with their own legitimate public
policy.” What? Could they possibly be saying it
was a good thing that states once had the right
not to acknowledge interracial marriages?
Talk about depravity. What are queers waiting
for? A colossal mouth to appear outside our
windows yelling, “WAKE THE FUCK UP! WHERE’S YOUR PRIDE? OR YOUR SENSE OF SELF-PRESERVATION?”
We should riot again. We should send packages
of cow patties to the White House saying, “Return to sender.” We should think of Lawrence King or Duanna Johnson and block traffic at courthouses until we see
justice done. And we should imagine what it is we really want. Freedom is more powerful than health insurance, marriage, or even a vote. A rigged election may have
gotten protesters out on the street in Iran, but it was
the attempt to squash even their freedom to protest
that kept them there.
When did our dreams of liberation give way to sterile demands for equality? How did equality deteriorate into piecemeal campaigns for legal rights like same-sex marriage, which we largely support by wishful thinking
and donations to the “Human” Rights Campaign fund?
What stops us queers from leaving our houses and protesting? An election was stolen in 2000, and all we
did was send a few angry emails. This president campaigned with a mouth full of narcotic promises.
He was elected with lies and is trying to set legal
precedents that will keep us in the gutter, where his
deeds declare we belong. How long will we excuse
his scorn as political tactics or mere mistakes? How
long will we vote for Democrats who time after time
declare the best policy is to wait? How long will we
finance ineffective, racist lobbyists completely out
of touch with the communities they are supposed to represent?
Long-time activist Cleve Jones is calling for a
March on Washington in October. Why not? We
need a new beginning. Even now, we should focus
on the spirit of Stonewall, not all the nebulous accomplishments since. It’s time to celebrate
change itself. That terrifying and miraculous thing
that arrives sometimes after years of labor,
sometimes like a tsunami.
Excerpted from Vol 8 issue 13 of the Gay City News
Not my words, but I agree with every one of them.
I think it's time for ANOTHER stonewall riot.
Being nice and asking "Pretty Please" just gets
us lip service and talk is cheap. Up against
the wall motherfuckers!
The making of a pirate
Posted 16 years agoIf you visit http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2425658
you'll see a sketch of a soon to be finished drawing
of "The Dread Pirate Tabor" at a very young age.
Funny thing is I use to have a sloop rigged bathtub
boat I named "The H.M.S. Rubber-duck" which sported
a wee 'Jolly Roger" flying from her mizzen. Arrrh!
you'll see a sketch of a soon to be finished drawing
of "The Dread Pirate Tabor" at a very young age.
Funny thing is I use to have a sloop rigged bathtub
boat I named "The H.M.S. Rubber-duck" which sported
a wee 'Jolly Roger" flying from her mizzen. Arrrh!
Gotta guard them bytes.
Posted 16 years agoMaybe I'm carrying the idea of data security
a bit too far. On my old computer when Windows
decided to eat itself and I wound up having
to do a 'clean install' which meant losing years and
years of furry porn I'd collected, I vowed not to be
held hostage to the vagaries of internal hard-drives
again and got an external hd to back up everything
to. A new computer replaced that old HP and a
larger external drive replaced the old kind of
small (500 gb) external drive. Still I thought, "drives
fail" even external ones and one day my files will
go 'thud'. So I just bought a blu-ray burner drive and
found a source for relatively inexpensive media and
am backing up everything to 25gb disks, but I
still keep thinking...do I need a tape drive for
triple redundancy?
a bit too far. On my old computer when Windows
decided to eat itself and I wound up having
to do a 'clean install' which meant losing years and
years of furry porn I'd collected, I vowed not to be
held hostage to the vagaries of internal hard-drives
again and got an external hd to back up everything
to. A new computer replaced that old HP and a
larger external drive replaced the old kind of
small (500 gb) external drive. Still I thought, "drives
fail" even external ones and one day my files will
go 'thud'. So I just bought a blu-ray burner drive and
found a source for relatively inexpensive media and
am backing up everything to 25gb disks, but I
still keep thinking...do I need a tape drive for
triple redundancy?
Finding one's place...
Posted 16 years agoWhen I was growing up in Seattle, there
was an old man who lived down the street
who played the cello. Every day he'd be on
his porch with it. His cello however had only
one string and he'd place his finger in one
spot while drawing the bow back and forth
droning on for hours at a time.
One day I approached him curious and
a bit bored of the ceaseless droning and
commented. "Other cellists have four
strings on their cellos and they move
their fingers constantly when they play."
He replied, "Yes I know. They are LOOKING
for the place. I have found it."
was an old man who lived down the street
who played the cello. Every day he'd be on
his porch with it. His cello however had only
one string and he'd place his finger in one
spot while drawing the bow back and forth
droning on for hours at a time.
One day I approached him curious and
a bit bored of the ceaseless droning and
commented. "Other cellists have four
strings on their cellos and they move
their fingers constantly when they play."
He replied, "Yes I know. They are LOOKING
for the place. I have found it."
The girlfriend...
Posted 16 years agoI ran into an old friend of mine whom I
hadn't seen in a number of years....
"Hello Harry, you're looking jovial.."
"Yes It's my new girlfriend.."
Oh? Do tell.."
"She's an alien lifeform.. Only mates
once in 300 years, then her human appearing
carapace splits up the back and this crab
sort of thing emerges, grows to the size
of an apartment block, consumes
everythi9ng remotely edible for a 30 mile
radius, then lays her eggs. Three years later
they hatch into human girl shaped larva
to repeat the cycle.."
"THAT"S HORRIBLE!" I shrieked. "Why are
you so happy?"
"Because" he said...."Tonight's the night."
hadn't seen in a number of years....
"Hello Harry, you're looking jovial.."
"Yes It's my new girlfriend.."
Oh? Do tell.."
"She's an alien lifeform.. Only mates
once in 300 years, then her human appearing
carapace splits up the back and this crab
sort of thing emerges, grows to the size
of an apartment block, consumes
everythi9ng remotely edible for a 30 mile
radius, then lays her eggs. Three years later
they hatch into human girl shaped larva
to repeat the cycle.."
"THAT"S HORRIBLE!" I shrieked. "Why are
you so happy?"
"Because" he said...."Tonight's the night."
Memorial Day-----sick as a dog.
Posted 16 years agoRight now I feel like going off all my meds, dammit!
They play hell with my internal workings. One day I'm
fine and the next day I have to more or less spend
it camping in the john. Today is one of those days.
Lots of cramping, nausea, gas and diarrhea. Ain't
modern medicine a gas.
They play hell with my internal workings. One day I'm
fine and the next day I have to more or less spend
it camping in the john. Today is one of those days.
Lots of cramping, nausea, gas and diarrhea. Ain't
modern medicine a gas.
Happy husky is happy..
Posted 16 years agoWent to the park this evening with my pup,
(well I call him a pup though he's almost 7
now) and ran into his girl friend Juno, a
red and white husky. Much husky 'talking' and
face licking. Too bad Juno was spayed, they'd
make such beautiful puppies, but then
again; ALL huskys are beautiful. At least
I think so.....A little bit of fun for me before
I go see the orthopedic surgeon to see
if he can put my right knee to rights.
As it is now, I'm more or less living on
pain med's and I can still barely walk.
(well I call him a pup though he's almost 7
now) and ran into his girl friend Juno, a
red and white husky. Much husky 'talking' and
face licking. Too bad Juno was spayed, they'd
make such beautiful puppies, but then
again; ALL huskys are beautiful. At least
I think so.....A little bit of fun for me before
I go see the orthopedic surgeon to see
if he can put my right knee to rights.
As it is now, I'm more or less living on
pain med's and I can still barely walk.
So gues who's got a torn MCL in his right knee?
Posted 16 years agoI went in for my tri monthly checkup. You know the usual,
BP, reevaluation of medications, get thumped, poked
and prodded when I mentioned the terrible pain I've
been having in my right knee that's gone on for months
and really gives me a good whanging when I'm climbing
stairs or doing anything that requires my leg to swivel a
little bit. Well the long and short of it is after the doctor
bent and twisted it as bit (and peeled me off the ceiling)
her reaction was to give me a referral to see an orthopedic
surgeon and be examined for a probabal Medial Collateral
Ligament tear. So next week it's off for an exam, x-ray
and probably an MRI. Oh joy, how I'm looking forward to
that.
BP, reevaluation of medications, get thumped, poked
and prodded when I mentioned the terrible pain I've
been having in my right knee that's gone on for months
and really gives me a good whanging when I'm climbing
stairs or doing anything that requires my leg to swivel a
little bit. Well the long and short of it is after the doctor
bent and twisted it as bit (and peeled me off the ceiling)
her reaction was to give me a referral to see an orthopedic
surgeon and be examined for a probabal Medial Collateral
Ligament tear. So next week it's off for an exam, x-ray
and probably an MRI. Oh joy, how I'm looking forward to
that.
Another cannon in the shop
Posted 16 years agoYou might have seen the swf file of the big bronze cannon
being fired after I built a carriage for it. Now I have another
cannon that I'm refurbishing. Smaller one with a 7/8" bore
and a field carriage. The cannon was pretty rusty and the
carriage on the verge of falling to pieces so the cannon
got a through wire brushing and a coat of black stove
enamel and I'll be making another naval carriage for it,
mainly because it appeals to me and they're much easier
to make than the field variety. I'd really like to have
a full sized 24 pounder to park on the front lawn, though
I'm sure it would convince the neighbors that I'm totally
nuts, but they've suspected that for years.
being fired after I built a carriage for it. Now I have another
cannon that I'm refurbishing. Smaller one with a 7/8" bore
and a field carriage. The cannon was pretty rusty and the
carriage on the verge of falling to pieces so the cannon
got a through wire brushing and a coat of black stove
enamel and I'll be making another naval carriage for it,
mainly because it appeals to me and they're much easier
to make than the field variety. I'd really like to have
a full sized 24 pounder to park on the front lawn, though
I'm sure it would convince the neighbors that I'm totally
nuts, but they've suspected that for years.
They say it's all happening at the zoo....
Posted 16 years agoI was at the Bronx zoo with my mate and a friend and we were digging the elephants. Just watching them standing there. Grey poems written in tons rather than words, when a group of perhaps 20 young children; a school group no doubt came into the building. One female turned her butt to the group and started to let go...Gallons of odorous urine cascading in a yellow flood, running across the concrete, to be sluiced away in a concrete trough. Then she finished her performance by taking an enormous dump. The grossed-out shrieks of the children probably gratifying her as much as they did my mate, me and my friend. You go girl...
Do you think there's a market for this service?
Posted 16 years agoSay you're an artist and you've just done
something that you're real proud of that
you want to display in a BIG way, but you
like most furs have a printer that does
8 1/2 x 11. I acquired a HP DesignJet 110+
for less than half price because it's being
discontinued. This printer will produce beautiful
color prints up to and including 24" x 36".
Poster sized prints of your art. How cool is that?
I was thinking that I could provide for a small
fee a useful service. You send me the highest
resolution scan you can get of your art and I
send you back a poster sized printout of it.
I'm not sure what would be a reasonable
charge, though I'm thinking of around $8
per printout would be in the ballpark, though
a cheaper rate could be negotiated for multiple
prints either of the same of different subjects.
Sound interesting? Talk to me.....
something that you're real proud of that
you want to display in a BIG way, but you
like most furs have a printer that does
8 1/2 x 11. I acquired a HP DesignJet 110+
for less than half price because it's being
discontinued. This printer will produce beautiful
color prints up to and including 24" x 36".
Poster sized prints of your art. How cool is that?
I was thinking that I could provide for a small
fee a useful service. You send me the highest
resolution scan you can get of your art and I
send you back a poster sized printout of it.
I'm not sure what would be a reasonable
charge, though I'm thinking of around $8
per printout would be in the ballpark, though
a cheaper rate could be negotiated for multiple
prints either of the same of different subjects.
Sound interesting? Talk to me.....
Bronze cannon almost ready for it's photo "shoot"
Posted 16 years agoWell it's getting closer. The carriage
is all done and the barrel is mounted.
Just have to finish painting the various
bits that want painting, then I'll take
pictures and maybe even shoot a
short video of it being fired.
is all done and the barrel is mounted.
Just have to finish painting the various
bits that want painting, then I'll take
pictures and maybe even shoot a
short video of it being fired.
Bunny head came out so good.....
Posted 16 years agoAnd it's too friggin' small! I had tried it
on several times during the construction
and starting putting on the fur, but some
where along the line it suddenly got
smaller. A lot smaller. Claustrophobicly
smaller. So small that within a few
minutes of putting it on, I'd be trying to
claw my way out of it. So, with the last bit
of foam on hand, I'm having one last
go at it. If this one blows up in my face,
I'll gracefully accept defeat and contact
a fursuit maker and have HIM do it. Which
is probably something I should have done
from the start...
on several times during the construction
and starting putting on the fur, but some
where along the line it suddenly got
smaller. A lot smaller. Claustrophobicly
smaller. So small that within a few
minutes of putting it on, I'd be trying to
claw my way out of it. So, with the last bit
of foam on hand, I'm having one last
go at it. If this one blows up in my face,
I'll gracefully accept defeat and contact
a fursuit maker and have HIM do it. Which
is probably something I should have done
from the start...
Fursuit head is an epic fail!
Posted 16 years agoIget it 99% furred and I decide to try it on and
see how everything is and it's too small.
Uncomfortably snug and the vision is terrible.
I don't think I could wear it for more than a few
minutes before I'd be clawing at it.."Get me
OUT of this thing". Not quite sure just what
to do now, I'm fresh out of ideas..
see how everything is and it's too small.
Uncomfortably snug and the vision is terrible.
I don't think I could wear it for more than a few
minutes before I'd be clawing at it.."Get me
OUT of this thing". Not quite sure just what
to do now, I'm fresh out of ideas..
WhooHoo We have TWO working cannon
Posted 16 years agoGot the small field cannon bored out
and reamed out the touch hole, Poured
in about 100 grains of 3fg powder and
put a bit more down the touch hole, struck
a match and WHOOM! Big jet of flame out the
business end. If there had been a ball in it,
it would have exited the barrel at around
the speed of sound. This bunny is impressed!
and reamed out the touch hole, Poured
in about 100 grains of 3fg powder and
put a bit more down the touch hole, struck
a match and WHOOM! Big jet of flame out the
business end. If there had been a ball in it,
it would have exited the barrel at around
the speed of sound. This bunny is impressed!
Gawd I love these drugs....
Posted 16 years agoSo my shrink has me on Mirtazapine, Seroquel and
Cymbalta. I don't know if they make me less crazy,
but god-damn, the dreams. I just woke up from a
truly bizarre one. That I was living in Goofy's house.
and it kept metamorphosing. You could never go into
the same room twice. It would be different each time
you entered. Then I got tired and lay down in my little
bed which first was a sofa, then turned into a coffin, then
finally the lower drawer of a large armoir. I awoke
feeling truly confused. I think I'd like to become a
Cubist, but everything seems so Surreal.
Cymbalta. I don't know if they make me less crazy,
but god-damn, the dreams. I just woke up from a
truly bizarre one. That I was living in Goofy's house.
and it kept metamorphosing. You could never go into
the same room twice. It would be different each time
you entered. Then I got tired and lay down in my little
bed which first was a sofa, then turned into a coffin, then
finally the lower drawer of a large armoir. I awoke
feeling truly confused. I think I'd like to become a
Cubist, but everything seems so Surreal.
Oh bloody hell!
Posted 16 years agoSo I decided to test fire that cannon and guess what.
I checked the bore first with the ramrod and discovered
that there was something jammed down the barrel about
an inch and a half past the trunnions. There's no getting it
out, so there's no way in hell that that cannon will ever fire.
Bugger!
I checked the bore first with the ramrod and discovered
that there was something jammed down the barrel about
an inch and a half past the trunnions. There's no getting it
out, so there's no way in hell that that cannon will ever fire.
Bugger!
Further Progress...
Posted 16 years agoWell, I'm working on furring the ears.
I really like this fur as opposed to
what I used the last time. This is half
as expensive, but has a much nicer
"hand" and the color is much more
appealing. Pictures tomorrow, I promise.
I really like this fur as opposed to
what I used the last time. This is half
as expensive, but has a much nicer
"hand" and the color is much more
appealing. Pictures tomorrow, I promise.
OMG it's a cannon.
Posted 16 years agoThe cannon I won on eBay just arrived! Bore around
5/8 inch, barrel length 16". It's got a field carriage and
weighs around 15 pounds. Can't wait to test fire it.
There's also a bronze cannon barrel arriving later
in the week. 30" long with a one inch bore. That one
I'll make a naval type carriage for. Ba BOOM!
5/8 inch, barrel length 16". It's got a field carriage and
weighs around 15 pounds. Can't wait to test fire it.
There's also a bronze cannon barrel arriving later
in the week. 30" long with a one inch bore. That one
I'll make a naval type carriage for. Ba BOOM!
A little bit of progress, sorry no pictures.
Posted 16 years agoWell, I've been working on the head.
Had a heck of a time attaching the
aluminum skeleton to the balaclava,
Contact cement didn't work and hot
glue stuck nicely to the fabric but
not the aluminum, so I wound up
sandwiching the aluminum in terry
cloth then hot gluing the terrycloth
aluminum sandwich to the balaclava.
Seems to have worked out OK. I
got the upper muzzle cut out and
attached and the cheeks as well.
Lower jaw is going to have to wait
for a bit as are the ears. I took a
detour and started making new eyes
as the old ones got damaged when
I removed them from the failed
head. I just set everything aside until
tomorrow. Let the paint and glue dry.
Catch some sleep.
Had a heck of a time attaching the
aluminum skeleton to the balaclava,
Contact cement didn't work and hot
glue stuck nicely to the fabric but
not the aluminum, so I wound up
sandwiching the aluminum in terry
cloth then hot gluing the terrycloth
aluminum sandwich to the balaclava.
Seems to have worked out OK. I
got the upper muzzle cut out and
attached and the cheeks as well.
Lower jaw is going to have to wait
for a bit as are the ears. I took a
detour and started making new eyes
as the old ones got damaged when
I removed them from the failed
head. I just set everything aside until
tomorrow. Let the paint and glue dry.
Catch some sleep.
It's coming! It's coming...
Posted 16 years agoI just got a really nice email. My cannon is
on the way! Probably have it by the end of the
week.
on the way! Probably have it by the end of the
week.
Well off we go..
Posted 16 years agoI've got my work space more or less set up
and yesterday I made the aluminum skeleton
for Tabor's head. It looks OK but as I started
gluing up the muzzle (3 one inch pieces laminated
together) I realized the proportions for the ears
was off, so I took the skeleton out to the garage
for a bit of surgery. I also added a couple more
rivets to make sure those ears would never come off.
The muzzle hasn't been carved yet. Right now
it's a foam block with a rough sketch of what
I want it to look like when I'm done. Just letting
the glue holding the three pieces together thoroughly
set before I start carving, then Tomorrow I'll attach
the first bit of foam to this new attempt. Pictures
tomorrow.
and yesterday I made the aluminum skeleton
for Tabor's head. It looks OK but as I started
gluing up the muzzle (3 one inch pieces laminated
together) I realized the proportions for the ears
was off, so I took the skeleton out to the garage
for a bit of surgery. I also added a couple more
rivets to make sure those ears would never come off.
The muzzle hasn't been carved yet. Right now
it's a foam block with a rough sketch of what
I want it to look like when I'm done. Just letting
the glue holding the three pieces together thoroughly
set before I start carving, then Tomorrow I'll attach
the first bit of foam to this new attempt. Pictures
tomorrow.
