I was just thinking earlier in the week that it had been a while since I'd made a statue, and feeling The Urge in an abstract sense that had no actual tangible project.
I was gonna work tonight. I think I know how the next bit goes. (Yesterday was 362 words, even.)
Then I had a lengthy conversation with
blacktarrant, and spent four hours making statue instead.
My back is not happy that I spent this time hunched over workspace doing fiddly stuff. My back can go hang.
There will be photos eventually (after it's fired and painted), but as this is a gift for
blacktarrant, I won't be posting them until after I've confirmed receipt and stuff.
I am pleased with results.
Tomorrow there will be Much communing with the buzzy pillow.
Ow. Fall down now.
I was gonna work tonight. I think I know how the next bit goes. (Yesterday was 362 words, even.)
Then I had a lengthy conversation with
My back is not happy that I spent this time hunched over workspace doing fiddly stuff. My back can go hang.
There will be photos eventually (after it's fired and painted), but as this is a gift for
I am pleased with results.
Tomorrow there will be Much communing with the buzzy pillow.
Ow. Fall down now.